Meh

Well, I was going to write and write and write until my little fingers fell off. I began this blog several times, and yet got nothing I really wanted to share with the entire internet. It started getting a wee bit too personal every time, so I decided to say to hell with it all and just write nothing of any consequence. I'm sooo terribly interesting.

Sleepless

Sometimes I hate my brain. Now is one of those times. I have an odd tendency to fixate on things...things that were, things that are and things that have not yet come to pass. Most of the time, the subject of my fixation is something completely out of my control. And yet I fixate and subsequently lose sleep because my brain won't shut up for the five minutes I need to get to dream land. I've been told I'm a very complicated woman (and yes, I did take it as an insult).