It is Friday. That makes everything better, always, and all at once.

Looking forward to a kinda chill day tomorrow, complete with a haircut. Don't freak out, Lindsay, I'm not going to take too much off. And it will be grown out again before I see you next:)

I'm like a little kid who has a present for someone - almost to excited to keep things in. I am, and have always been, a very good secret keeper. It's why my hair is so big. But this one is kiiiillllling me. It won't be secret for much longer, so I will survive though.

I want sunshine and swimming, and sand between my toes. Good thing next weekend is only one week away.

I want hugs and snuggles and giggles - I see that at the end of this tunnel. I am grinning ear to ear.

I want to create create CREATE. That is coming so very soon.

I want to fly away - soar up high and land in a totally different world. Hang on Ukrainia, I'm coming soon. I miss the way you make me feel. I can't wait to be there.

Smiles and wishes and lollipop kisses. That's all I can promise, but I think it's enough. It's enough for now.