Shift in Temps

It's 52 degrees outside!!! Shortly after waking up, I went to the closet, reached high up on the shelf, and pulled down a pair of flannel pj bottoms. Ahhhhh.

*giggles*

I need to go find the business card/invoice/receipt from the chimney sweep. We skipped last year and definitely need to get stuff cleaned up before JD and I do an impulsive early fire just for the sake of having one.

Writer's Block: Nothing to fear but fear itself

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It is hard for me to imagine anything more scary than the concept of death. The ceasing of consciousness and all my experiences...*shudders* I vividly remember riding in a bus/15-passenger van early in high school, looking out the window, and contemplating the end of my existence. I would try to encourage myself to embrace the concept of no one knowing what happens when we die, so why fret it. And then the feeling would consume me again. It took a while after getting to our destination before I could shake the sense of dread that this mental discussion created within me.

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