It is day two of the six-day stretch of enforced overtime, but as I said last night I am going to start counting down to Midwest Men’s Festival instead. Thanks Jan for the great idea.
I will get through this day. Every time the EVIL Team Leader tries to get to me, I will think of the green growing land of Camp Gaea and the lake and skinny dipping and late night showers with my Faerie brothers and catching up with some of my dearest friends and walking in the woods—my religion is nature—and singing and the Know Talent Show and the dance and Michael’s birthday night and eating hamburger sliders and cocktails with Greg and Domi and heart to hearts with my brothers and the sarongs we sell for so cheap blowing in the breeze and love love love love.
I am blessed. Truly blessed!
SO good to finally be remembering that!