suspected prowler, lack of sleep, jury duty, headache.
playing All Dressed in Love, by Jennifer Hudson, over and over, while I write.
boring the heck out of Bob, who among other things, can't share my frustration over my inability to grasp all the differences between, commas, colons, and semi-colons. I don't want to use a comma after so, as in meaning therefore.
thinking of how, the words and sentences, spill over, sloppily, like a slobbering St. Bernard dog.
I love scent memories. I just got up to get an apple. I couldn't resist smelling its golden delicious skin. And suddenly there I was, a me of many years ago, standing in the barn on my grandfather's land, peering inside the special wooden room filled with apples. I don't often think about the apple trees, there are so many other things to remember. But these too were part of him, and therefore are also part of me.
Nope. I don't like using the comma with therefore either.