Selling Dreams.

We are anxiously awaiting our "status" on this house. This bank that is acting as the seller doesn't seem to realize that they are selling dreams; they are selling hope to REAL human beings. The only way we hear from them is if we make the first move to contact them. We "should" be in contract right now, but I would like to know what we ARE, not what we "should" be. Please, Dream Sellers, get with the program and let us have this dream.


This is what we're praying for.

Cheers.
-K

Worth the wait?

Almost rarely do I get the chance to sleep in past 5 am. When I do get the opportunity, my "internal alarm clock" wakes me up roughly around 6. Today, however, was different. I just woke up, 10 am. Although this feels like a personal accomplishment, I would almost rather take the 6 am, and trade in this caffiene headache I get from over sleeping. When I am so used to my morning cup of tea at roughly oh five hundred hours, my body becomes used to it. And now, you see, I feel as though I have tiny little miners with pick axes, chisseling away at my temples. Tea is on, the water is almost at the boil, and this headache will slowly fade into oblivion; which is exactly where it belongs.

Cheers.

-K

Intros are good.

I grew up, with a diary. Then, graduated to a blog; which I very infrequently frequented. Here's hoping that this blog isn't all in vain. I intend to use this "diary" to keep myself up to date on the events occuring in my own life, because my memory fails me all too often. In addidtion, I hope to keep my family and friends informed on what is going on in my life. I am not eloquent with words when it comes to conversation, but I have a passion for writing, and hopefully this new blog will spark that fire in my heart again.

Cheers.
-K