This morning I am thankful for it all. I don't have much to say today. What has been said has been said before. We just twist our words around. I did, however, feel like quoting my own quotes. The magic in that. . . well . . . you're your own author. Besides words, I don't think there's anything else I fancy. I spent my weekend in bed, with my books, in there worlds. I didn't step out into the night. I much preferred my bed and my covers. My weekend was swell! Have a loving Monday. Peace.