My resolution

I got to see an old friend this week. It was nice and it felt just right in a way that it hasn’t in a while.

This friend is special to me. She reads this blog, which means that she knows all of my secrets.

She is a good friend, which means that she didn’t mention this blog when I saw her. I’ll bet that she wanted to, but she didn’t and I’m grateful.

Still. I’m left wishing that we weren’t such good girls.

Next year, let’s have some fun.

2 comments

  1. Hubman says:

    Fun is good 🙂