First the laughs. I must be such a clown that I can always make her laugh. Loud. Or it might be love.
Hmmmm.... It makes me thing that love makes us all like clowns. And stupids. Oops. That's redundant: I already said I was in love, no need to say I'm stupid.
Talking 'bout home, it was a productive day.
I've finally fixed some things that I was delaying for weeks. I have lots of plans. I just hope I can make a third to become true...