Day Seven!

My brain decided the best thing to do last night was break. That between the sleeping, the misadventure and the emails makes day seven in this year of finding Katrine a funny day indeed. I just want to pause for a moment and say I feel slightly stiff writing this. Maybe it's the sleepy, the Mccay, the spinning fuzzy brain. 

Restart. 

Enjoying the rain and savoring the thunder, admitting my brain broke at game crying and letting the group move on around the pieces of me, taking a chance on a late night walk and a daydream that proved to be loverly. 

Dear World, 

I think I like this new adventure. 

Thank you, 

                 Katrine 

Love me anyway?