I finished a FaceTime call with my friends in England today just as the sun began to fade. I yawned and considered retiring to my bed. Except I then realized the time was only 2 p.m.—much too early for bedtime.
Clouds have moved in, creating this wonderful gothic feel. All of a sudden I have a desire to watch old episodes of Dark Shadows. Why aren’t those being broadcast on some nostalgia channel? Seems like a no-brainer. Did anyone else rush home after school every day to watch Barnabas and Angelique? Just me? Now I feel foolish.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 