Dear Twisted One,
I know you'll read this. I was busy all day. I just listened to my messages now. It's actually Monday. I am so sad I didn't see it earlier cause I could have used a good laugh tonight. I can't wait to hear...
Okay, now here's my blog post. I know I have been a slacking (Twist cares). I have been very busy painting. You better watch out, if you show up at my house, I will paint you too. I can't seem to stop. Okay, now I really say something that's not like a journal entry. Dear Diary, Today I painted, then I was sad. Then I watched the Oscars, fast forwarding through most cause it bored me beyond belief. I don't recall laughing at all, except a little smile for Reese. She's so cute. Like like a little button. Ok, reeling it back in.
Do you have those people that you simply completely forgot they existed? Not in a bad way. It's like, they were in your life at one time, in one period, then they moved on and somehow they almost got erased from your memory. Then by some strange Universe type joke they pop back up right in front of you. This is the awkward way. You look at them, start to mentally go through snapshots hoping you can drum up a name or a memory, especially when they seem so happy to see you. Or is it just me? Maybe. My memory is awful, and it's not because I'm just not paying attention Mark! It's like a net, lots of things just slip though. It has to be a big fish or some seaweed for me to remember.
And then there are those people who were in your life and it might not have been the most positive experience. And something or somethings happened to make you pull away from them. There was just no need anymore. And as a really funny Universe type joke they just appear right next to you in a yoga class or __________________?