I find myself always hesitant to write here due to the fact that blank pages intimidate me. Perhaps this is why I never finish stories. The words look so odd in the white page to me. Maybe I should try to change the colors.
Have been enjoying this mild spring very much, trying to use it to get my mildly athesmatic self back into jogging. Realizing every day I jog that it is the same treck to 'the park' I took with my grandfather since...I was old enough to remember. It is at the same time overwhelmingly sweet and sad when it hits me. The way time does, it has changed the park from a wonderland of forts and tire swings to lots of plastic and 'safe' things.
I have an opportunity not many get. I get to live in my grandparent's house. This is a haunting thing to do, have to admit. Especially due to the fact that it sat empty for 3 years while my grandparents were in an assisted living place before they all moved back here. I'm ready to let it go. Though the dishwasher being out and we have Peeves living in our hot water pipes, it has sparked lots of laughter and learning moments.
Upon the sudden realization that we actually did have BBC America and DVRing the new Dr Who, I had the opportunity to come to the conclusion that I LOVE the new season. Thank goodness. I was worried. Except for one thing: River Song. Personally I hope that she is another old ancient evil that has some kind of fascination with the doctor that leads him to believe that they are married. Old as time as well and possiby knew him in the past? All I know is I do not like her. She looks too much like the last human lady.
I'm tired....and out of the only tea I like :(
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