completing

That post this morning didn't go where I intended it to go. It just sort of trailed off. I intended to say something about how during the week, when I'm riding the bus in the morning and rushing about at work and coming home exhausted to my beloved little apartment, I can think of no place in the world I would rather be than right here, right now, but that sometimes on the weekend, when I'm a little tired and a little sick and sleeping for twelve hours at a time and then meandering about doing laundry and dishes and reading the blogs of people who are in places like Rwanda, then I miss that life I always thought was going to be mine.

I was going to say that, and also that adding almond essence to my tea was an excellent idea.