mrtl

Passing Thought?

'Twas only a passing thought, my love,
Only a passing thought,
that came o'er my mind like a ray of the sun
in the ripples of waters caught...
~ Charles MacKay

This morning I awoke with the strangest thought on my mind. As much as I've tried to push it out of my head, busying myself with some compulsive housecleaning, I've held the fantasy all day. I smile at the thought and am growing more and more disturbed by it.

Mister mrtl wouldn't approve. Up until this waking thought, I wouldn't have approved. And today... Today my brain is working through the thoughts and not minding so much the unpleasantries involved. The preparations, the purchases, the responsibility, the commitment.

I'll have to sleep on it.

Drawing a Blank

If I've sat here for three hours, and couldn't come up with something worth posting, and ended up just throwing a couple lines about not being able to come up with something worth posting just to fill the space, do I get credit for posting on Saturday?

wth does he mean by this?

mister mrtl just sent an email in which he mentioned where he went for lunch. I've never been to this place, and he thinks I'd like it.

He followed that with, "Especially the 'bread balls'!"