Guess what Sweetie Pie

You can eat every wheat thin in the world and it won't fill the hole in your heart. Sorry. It is just you and Rachmaninov. Okay maybe this is why I don't blog. I'm depressing. I'm not
Depressed. I'm actually usually sweetly happy but just missing him very much. Everything I love is associated with him. Right now symphony no 3 but tomorrow the sunrise, a contrary thought...everything is saturated, but I love it. I love him and miss him. To close it all up, not such a great excuse for eating nearly a box of wheat thins which is what I just did.