on a more serious note, tra la la la la.
on an even more serious note than that, i have received personal invitations in my mailbox to go and sing christmas carols with groups of people who know me but who i do not know.
the butcher and the baker (but not the candlestick maker) have sent me invitations to their little "get togethers" and sing carols.
i feel kind of primitive because i have no intention of even replying to the invitations, let alone taking them up.
sometimes i feel like when i am in my 80's and my life is nearing it's end, that i will lament all the unrequited invitations i got from people who seemed to love me when i was younger (like i am now).
ahh! i have no heart but i want one.
i can see easily how these groups of people who are inviting me into their lives are genuine and innocent, but i can not spill my being unless i am home alone.