
I've been loving Twitter recently, both following others and tweeting myself.
And I've been tweeting quite a bit. Not so much for the benefit of my hoards (eight) of followers, but more as my own rambling little journal. I've never really been able to keep a diary or journal before but the idea that somebody else *might* just read it seems to help.
Anyway, I've recently begun to suspect that some things in life might just be too big for those 140 characters per tweet. Don't get me wrong, that limit is absolutely what makes Twitter work and is why I love it. But, just sometimes, you need something bigger.
So here it is.
Unfortunately, I still don't have much more purpose than an extension to my rambling little journal, so you probably won't want to read it.
But that's OK, because sometimes I will read back over this, and I'll remember things, and I'll smile. And more exciting for me is that maybe one day my children will read it, and maybe they'll smile.
Then again, they might just cringe with horror and make a hasty return to playing on their hoverboards.
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