Am here, safe and happy, despite being saddled with a wicked headache.
Last night I felt odd, like I didn't have enough words to describe what thing were like. Maybe most of my words are still in transit from CA. Or maybe I have to start over.
Will do so... after I get rid of this blasted headache.
About the Author
- Annie
- Writer girl met artist boy. Two years after they wed she gave him permission to pursue his dream of becoming a Marine. Do we ever really know what we're getting ourselves into? I'm an artistic twenty-something edging slowly into military life.
1 comment:
Randomly found your blog. Had a headache too. Called it fate. ;)
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