@ Jessica: same here! If I’m beginning to feel restless, I’ll deliberately go somewhere & note everything I feel, see & hear (I have a little notebook that I always keep in my purse) & that usually gives me enough inspiration to want to write. :]

@ The Clothes Horse: you & I are a lot alike. My mother loves old movies, so we grew up watching them with her. She introduced me to all of these amazing classics at such a young age. I wanted to be Shirley Temple so bad!

@ wishcake: I wrote you a personal email regarding this, but just the same, thank you again. :]

@ That Saddity Chic: I’m so glad to know that I’m not the only one… I was beginning to feel like me & Jonathan were going our separate ways in a sense. ;/

You’re the type of person who I wish I had the privilege of knowing face-to-face. The type of friend who would be willing to spend an afternoon simply dedicated to hot beverages and insightful conversation. There truly aren’t enough people out there like that. Although, you would most likely be dressed way cuter than I, and that’s just frustrating. (I kid, I kid…)

I guess there’s always a certain second-guessing that comes with baring your soul on the internet. I get the same thoughts, and often wish I would have kept my blog more anonymous. I would feel better about expressing certain things to complete strangers, as opposed to people who I know I’m going to face in real life. Isn’t that an odd fact? It makes me question how genuine I am. Which worries me.

And on a sidenote, I know what you mean about the whole out-of-sync thing. It comes in waves with my husband and I. I always become so giddy when we are so in tune with eachother, but get completely crotchety when we’re not.

Ah, married life.