RE: Late night blog. Jordan and Angela. Me and You.
I am past the point of people being able to read down this far without actually having clicked on the title and now being INSIDE MY BLOG. So if you've made it to THIS very sentence, that means you are someone who actually reads the posts.
Yes! I read your blog. I mean, of course it often passes me by because I also read approximately 100 other blogs, in between work and family and craziness.
But never forget that what you share is important and worthy. And there are probably 20 lurkers who just pop in and have a looksee for every 5 that actually respond.
Late night cray-cray is the best. It's weird and sometimes painful and sometimes scary and sometimes lonely, but it's your mind looking for the outer limits of imagination and reality, and searching for meaning. It's a good thing. Don't leave this cruel world! Write your stories and songs and let your heart sing like crickets in the night... not caring who's listening.
Awww, thanks, Jayna. I am hearing crickets in the night right now, actually. They are loud and so are the frogs.. it's my favorite sound of summer. Symphony of the night. Thank you for reading ♥♥♥♥ Hugs!
There's 2 toads in our little pond singing the song of their people right now...sounds of the summer nights...
Beautifully said.
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Awww.. I wish I had a little pond with frogs in it. It seems that they’re in every tree, though.
There are few things as lovely!
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