Story about God

1 April 2006, 6:25

There were so many things that I thought about afterwards that I wanted to write here. Now they have all settled again somewhere for me to find later. I need to shut the door because of scrubbing noise in the kitchen…
I think we might be having omelettes tonight, lots of eggs from the chooks. This is how I didn’t decide to begin this entry, it just happened and so I am going with it. I suppose this is like a diary or a journal. I am always trying to write them but never really say the things I am thinking. I think it was because of being afraid of other people reading it and finding out about the things that I wrote instead of the things I should have written and being laughed at – if that sentence made any sense.