185: unfocused

Tonight, I cannot hone in on just one thing.

The mind is a jumble.

Write about how I haven't heard from him in days?

Write about the girls night out I had tonight, and how much fun it was?

How this morning's surprise donut breakfast, which the girls and I arrived right on time for, was a great start to our day with some friends?

About how the best parts of the upcoming weekend are his phone calls, sleeping in, church, watching football (in no particular order)?

About how the girls are fast asleep, and I'm around the corner from nodding off, with no luck of what to write about?

Well, look at that. Blog is done for the night.

'Night.