Late night thinking problem
Last night, I was up late, unable to sleep. That happens to me quite a bit these days. I had even taken something to help me sleep, but it took longer to work than usual. A fire was roaring in the woodstove. Something mindless was on the television, and I was wrapped in a fuzzy throw (not hand-knit) in my favorite corner of the couch. Knitting was out of the question, because my brain was getting fuzzy from the sleeping meds.
Just before finally dropping off, I had the most wonderful thought. Want to know what it was?
If we could choose who we love, life would be much, much simpler...but a whole lot less magical.
Surprisingly, I could recall the thought today. Just thought I would share.