maybe this will now be called “what about wednesdays,” “wondering wednesdays,” “wandering wednesdays,” or “why am i reading this again wednesdays?”
the possibilities are endless.
i may get tired of blogging in the same system each week, or run out of ideas from my little pea brain. or maybe the .5 of my readers will finally quit reading altogether in protest of time infringement or lameness of topic.
and i will reach out through mascara stained tears and cry, “yo boo. don’t leave. i gotsta be me.”
and this is me. wondering. wandering.
asking the hard questions. like…
whatever happened to snow patrol?