I was writing a check today and put 1968 on it.
I suppose that I was just thinking about my life and what a waste it has been for the past forty years or so.
If it wasn't for my son and daughter, then then I would not have any friends at all.
Except for my ten girlfriends, three boyfriends, two ex-husbands, the mailman and a few male neighbors that cheat on their wives.
Anyway, I feel so lonely. Would you put your arms around me and say, "Mrs Adams, I love you!"