When I woke up this morning, I thought it was Saturday...

Photo: Trials and Errors on Flickr

You can imagine my disappointment when I realized that I was wrong. It's Friday. (Note to self: change the radio station on your alarm clock so that you don't ever have to wake up to Kid Carson's voice again.) My bed was so warm and cozy too, getting up and into the shower was not easy. For a week that started out with me being completely laid up and in extreme back pain, things ended up getting rather busy. I must apologize for being such a delinquent blogger. My back, though far from pain free, is feeling significantly better and I've finally managed to get a few good nights of sleep in as well. (Thanks for all your suggestions, folks!)

Thoughts have been swirling around in my head; thoughts about a boy with a smile so nice and a soul so kind, it makes my wrists weak and my heart jump into my fingertips. His eyes are blue and his hair is perfect. He asks questions and tells stories and we relate. I like him.

I finally shut the door completely on the past for good, in a very straight forward way. I'm sure it was about time. I've realized that my heart might have been broken- but I am thankful that this boy, the one with the smile- can make it beat faster than it should- in a good way. It's fun to have a little crush again. I feel like I'm about 15.