I miss you. I guess that’s a start. I think about you and am torn. I’m torn between leaving well enough alone and…I don’t know. Maybe that’s the only option.
I wonder what was going on the last time we spoke. Not unlike a deja vu huh? It’s weird but the whole time these words kept coming out of my mouth and I had no idea where they were coming from. Honestly I don’t remember half of what I said. Two articulate people stammering. I recall that. Is it odd to say that sometimes with us it feels like something other than us keeps us from being at an even keel? Yea, what a way to not take responsibility right? 😉
Sounds bizarre, but I kept seeing you on the other end of the phone and our little world spinning and spinning out of control til I got whoozy and I hung up. Yeah, complete with whoosh whoosh sound effects. Haha. Silly I know.
I hope you are happy and healthy. When and if you ever figure out what happened with us do me a solid and let me know. That boat dream I had about us without paddles is kinda ironic now though huh?