Into the wee hours of last night I did something extremely asinine - perhaps not so silly back in the days when I didn't have toddlers hugging me awake early morning and an unusually chipper spouse practically singing "up and at 'em". But silly now, with those previously-mentioned life factors and for so many other reasons... Until 3:30 in the morning I satiated my literary yearnings with some cheesy Cecilia Ahern novel. (Did you see "P.S. I Love You" - the flick that played bully with my tear ducts? She wrote the book in her barely-escaping-teenage-hood-years - last night I inhaled "Thanks for the Memories".)
offeecay anyoneway??? [Did you perhaps already know the fantabulous fact that at http://users.snowcrest.net/donnelly/piglatin.html you can translate anything you so desire into pig latin??? Whatever would we do without such illiancebray?]
Massive cuppa caffeine adoringly rests within reach...
Here's where gratitude surfaces. Did you realize that 26% of the world's adult population is illiterate? And I can read. According to answers.com "in 2005 an approximated 1 billion did not have suitable housing and 100 million were totally homeless". And I have a home in which to read. WFP (World Food Programme) shares that "today, one in six people do not get enough food to be healthy and lead an active life, making hunger and malnutrition the number one risk to health worldwide -- greater than AIDS, malaria and tuberculosis combined". And I have food AND a coffee....
What can we do to make a difference? How can I stop thinking me, me, ME?
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