Something is wrong. I can't put my finger on it. The air just feels all misshapen.
Do you ever have those moments? The ones where you question everything because you aren't sure what to question. Where you sit...quietly...and await the possibility of a storm you can't see.
The music sounds a little softer...the smiles a little further off...and your breath a bit more shallow.
So here I am...waiting...wondering...and a little scared.
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Maybe it's that you are somewhere besides Tacoma. The post time said Thursday Nov. 8 at 1:15 pm. It is now Thurs. Nov 8 @ 6:30am your time. (Key "Psycho" music, please).
Take deep breaths and pray for a hedge of protection.
Love you...
It's more than likely the thought that your family is soon to be flying into your space for a stay. Don't look for problems enough will turn up on their own, just sit back relax and enjoy. LOL grma
Yes I understand, but usually it is because my house is so quiet. I can't imagine yours being guiet. Oh yes, I forgot children are in school. Halelujah!! Love ya :-)
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