in and out...

I am hard-wired to blog in and out accordingly...

my hardware wears down with my happy passing days. I grow softer. I can't help it. My need to blog grows dim

My mother always told me there is a certain gentleman out there and he has been looking for me.

Back then, I didn't really believe her. I wanted to think it and believe it and I did. She always knew; I was wrong. it just didn't fit. I was trying to fit in.

This certain gentleman and I found each other. it is easy to leave it at just that