I honestly don’t have a whole lot to say tonight. I had a great evening with some friends who came for dinner. I’m still not sure what I was thinking by acting 12 years old on the trampoline. But I did it, I had fun and I would do it again. As for writing, it probably won’t happen tonight. I did start a couple poems last night, but they both need some editing. Maybe I will work on that in a bit. Or maybe I will just go to sleep. Hopefully my body allows me to move tomorrow. Hopefully my pen finds the inkwell.