Odd it is indeed. But daily do I feel driven to write, only to find myself too tired to write by the time I sit down and everything is empty, barely able to make full sentences in my head, much less able to find a subject to follow through, except to repeat that, well, I guess I am just plain tired and am passing out here. Oh yes, she arrived well and we had a good dinner at Maccaroni Grill
But this is all that I can master. Good night it is.