Someone, anyone, please, come clean my mind.
One minute I was angry at my mother and the next minute, I was caving into her touch. I don't cave into touches. No, that is not me. I turn around and face my bedroom door. It's still early and on a weekend so I have all the time in the world to think about Ava Max.
Brenda, calm down.
But seriously, I don't cave into anyone's touches, let alone a woman's touch. I think that cute waitress unlocked something in me, I don't know if it is something good or bad yet. Do I want to know if it is bad or good?
Too bad I don't know the answer to that either.
I yawn and stretch. I have nothing to do today since I did yesterday what what I was supposed to do today. Today being a weekend, I planned to visit Angeline and Raegan Perry at the gallery shop they own.
