Thinking

My philosophical side has left me, or maybe my writing muse has. I don't know. Either way, Miki, of old, has left the building. I really don't know what to write about any more. I want to write, I feel like writing, but when I get the chance, well, the thoughts and subjects have left me.
So, as mundane as it seems, I will write a short quip. My inlaws upgraded their laptop, so the "old one" became ours. We don't mind handme downs by any means. Scott and his Dad got the wireless router going last night. So now, I guess the pc can go into the "shop" to get all of the kinks worked out. That might be the project for this weekend. That and painting the living room. (See, mundane subjects are what are spewing forth.) I think I need a break from the everyday, wish I could be one of the "beautiful" people and wisk myself off to a small island of my ownership, and stretch out on the beach for a couple of weeks. But, that isn't my destiny. I guess, as an old professor said, I need to "go to Miami in my mind." Perhaps I will be able to feel the sand and the waves. we will see...