If you don’t know how to interpret this and can’t understand that Johnny only let June think she was the boss you really shouldn’t read this.
That goes double if you are not at least 5’7 or taller.
You may ask yourself if you are trouble or if I am causing trouble.
You may ask yourself if my cologne smells good on me or if it is just animal magnetism.
And you may ask yourself why the hell are you still reading this because you don’t have a clue what I am talking about or if I am trying to press buttons.
The answer is I don’t have any control over what you choose to read or not read and if I press your buttons you’ll feel warm and fuzzy along with an electric shock and a sense that you’re experiencing magic.
Really, it is true. I would never make anything up, haven’t got the imagination for it.
The profundity of the moment is such that I cannot stay near the computer for long. Not because I am about to finish Mare of Easttown or but because too much time near my own writing will cause rays of light to shoot from my head.
Now if that doesn’t sound ridiculous I don’t know what does.
Met an old friend for dinner in downtown Dallas tonight.
Sat outside and enjoyed an evening with weather that reminded me of home. It was beautiful, perfect temperature outside.
We don’t get those too frequently here.
I like the heat, I really do but it won’t be long before you’ll want mist or a fan to go along with your meal.
Couple of weeks and it will be like someone flipped the switch and turned the heat on.
Let’s hear it for vaccinations and the chance to sit outside and have a conversation. It is a nice change of pace.
And with that I am off to hit the treadmill and watch. Might do some more writing tonight, who knows, I could be inspired.