Me: “Brad! A lot of people are commenting on the blog and telling me I should go to the writing workshop!”
Him: “Well, duh.” Laughs. “What did you think was going to happen?”
Me: “Well, I dunno, I thought that there would be mixed reactions or not many comments or…,” I trail off. “I dunno.”
Him: “No one is going to comment and say don’t go to a post when you titled it ‘Dream Chasing.'”
Me: ::face palm:: “Doh. You’re right.”
To those of you who commented so enthusiastically (so enthusiastically!), thank you. There are some (many?) of you who feel we are friends; you think about me when your life reminds you of my writing or the other way around. My brain can’t wrap itself around this stranger love. I keep trying and my brain just doesn’t bend that way. I’ll keep working on it. I do know that our connection means a lot to me, too. I wish that everyone blogged because I would like to know you as well as you know me. Please, do start over-sharing on the Internet and then tell me about it!
Brad said I should seize the day and go for it. My dreams become his dreams, and his dreams become mine. Carpe diem, indeed. I am lucky to be loved by such a man.
I will figure out a way to get to the workshop. I don’t have the details worked out, but I trust they will be soon. Thank you for your support; I don’t even know what to say, and that is saying something.
Dream chasing. It feels good, but I have to admit: I’m scared.