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I wanted to write one more entry because I can....and I feel so wonderful. Most recent thought is that Life is Long. And we should be more careful of what that means. Love. It takes no time to fall into it. But it takes years to understand what it means. Life is wonderful. Thinking of Braden upstairs, with his little legs curled up and his silly socks that always come undone. Why do I care? And why do I write it down. I think it is because I never want to leave these moments just for myself. It is genuine and perfect. I have recently developed a knack for major headaches. Horrible headaches that feel like a vice grip is being applied to my vein on the right temple of my head. I think I cause them but they may be just a physiological thing. Anyway, when they happen, I cannot function. I degenerate. My cure is diet Coke and 2 Exedrin Migraine pills. My brother gets the same headaches, though we don't spend much time talking about them. I write about it because it reminds me of the 1-2 punch of Life. Perfect one minute and then the next crippled. But when the headache subsides, I feel so lucky and fortunate that I smell things differently and see the world in High Def. Does it take some dose of 'miserable' to see the glory? Maybe. But, sometimeinthemorning, I think the ooh lah lahs are like a pair of untied sneakers. So free. So good. Just don't trip. Oh--and so important......listening to Jason Mraz. I think he is a GENIUS. His music makes my heart heavy with happy. What a great voice and the stylistics are cool too. A little overdone. Kinda like this entry. But I am just learning my voice. And, no one told you that this was part of your summer reading. It is...like me.....just here. One more thought. Lulo? Or as Dad calls her....Lulu. I wonder how she is doing in London. Love that my friends go the "distance' to see the world....while I just ponder Google.Maps Lizzie does Shanghai--I order in General Tsaos. And so it is. Being the first one up is like waiting to open the gifts on Christmas morning. Can't wait for B and L to make their way into the morning. I really am starting to enjoy my life. It is, afterall, just mine. Final thought....re: gossip and media and those who covet. You are all backwards. Curiosity is not the killer. It is the cat. Take a moment--and catch your second wind. Again!!!! Learn to love yourself--and that sports car you just bought with the money that could have put Braden through a 1/2 year of Kindergarten at Georgetown Day. Oh...and lest I forget. The "growth" thought of the day Reality TV is babysitting you. ALB