I like books and I enjoy reading them.
With sunshine warming my hair and wind licking my cheeks, I described to my yellow lab the travails of my life these days. I have no doubt he was bored but the way he would reach for my hand as if on qeue was comforting. What I discovered from my unearthing was not profound by way of Webster, but it was revealing in light of my current circumstances. Without many details, I must simply confess my fickle-self woke up today determined to bake a cherry pie. This is remarkable as I do not care for cherry pie. Blackberry Peach, yes. Cheesecake, yes! But cherry…too sweet and tart all at once for my appreciation.
At least I have unearthed my true aspiration without too much of a limbo. Maybe tomorrow I will read my book.