Can you see my smile?  There’s a little space in the center of my door that I’ve been saving for one particular Christmas card, I wasn’t even sure would come.  It hadn’t by the time I was on my way south.  I was tempted several times to call the lady who watches my house while I’m gone and ask her if it had come.  When I came home last night from Key West, the first thing I did was look through the stack of mail for it.  And there it was.  With a nice little note inside.

Thank you.  And Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and yours too!

I keep looking for something in the little stack of envelops that greats me at the door when I get home from work.  A pleasant little surprise from warmer climes, like the one I got last December that put a smile on my face that lasted well into the New Year.  I got three Christmas cards in the mail today.  One of them was for the previous occupants of this house.  I’ve owned Casa del Garrett for just over seven years now and I occasionally still get mail for them.  But this card was from an address I’d never seen before in their mail, so I’m guessing it’s from someone they haven’t heard from in a while.  Maybe someone who lost touch and, after searching around online, found an old address they decided to give a try.  I’ll put it back in the mail stream tomorrow with a note about the old owners new address, and hopefully the little card will find its way to the hands it seeks to open it. 

See…This is why I wish you’d let me email you…I could just bop these little questions back to you and maybe get a quick answer, instead of putting them into the Christmas card I’m sending.

My friends up here are just a tad too disorganized this year to count on them doing anything all together this New Years, alas.   I’ve pinged them and pinged them and it looks like it’s just going to be catch as catch can and I tend to slip right between the cracks when it’s like that.   I have a week off between Christmas and New Year and I don’t want to spend it moping around the house alone.   Be nice to take a drive in my new car somewhere…particularly somewhere it’s warm.   Somewhere I’ve never seen before.

So…basically…will Disneyworld be open during the week between Christmas and New Year…?

And…

What part of the complex, in your experienced opinion, would most appeal to a single adult?   I’m not interested in the kiddy stuff, or the thrill rides so much (Unless I had a companion to thrill along with).   I’ll probably just be wandering around all by myself.   So maybe something to engage my mind and my curiosity?   If such as that even exists at Disney?   Epcot Center maybe?   Or is there something else you think would be better?

And where would you suggest I get a room for a few days.   Something basic, and not horribly expensive.  

And…

Photo?   Please?

Are you out there…somewhere…?
Somewhere?
Please?

Even through the darkest phase
Be it thick or thin
Always someone marches brave
Here beneath my skin

Constant craving
Has always been

Maybe a great magnet pulls
All souls towards truth
Or maybe it is life itself
That feeds wisdom
To its youth

Constant craving
Has always been

Craving
Ah ha
Constant craving
Has always been

Is this all there is?
Is there nothing more?
They say there’s a lid for every pot…
But…where’s mine?
Are you there?   Somewhere?
Please…knock on my door…
Say hello.
Please.   I need you.   So badly.
There must be more.   Please tell me there is more.

There is so much more I could be.   But I need you there…