Speechless

Okay so...now that I have someplace to write, I have nothing to say. Had plenty on my mind a few hours ago but topics seem to escape me as I sit in front of a blank page. Isn't that always the way? Can't wait for lunch and then you're not hungry anymore. Can't wait to get in the bed and then you can't go to sleep. It's the ol' hurry up and wait. I guess since patience is a virtue that I'm working to make a little less elusive, I won't rush it...