CONFESSION #4

(This should probably be called: whatever's on Jen's mind or Ramblings of a crazy lady . . . O well) Don't know why just thinking about this today- I love people and I love being with people, but I also really love being alone. And about every 3 or 4 months I just like being alone or just being with my little family and for about a week or maybe even a month I become a hermit and its not because I don't love my friends or extended family it's because, well who knows, I'm wierd. I've always been this way too. When I was a kid I spent hours alone in my room writing. I'd leave my parents in front of the TV (all the siblings were gone by then) and I'd always say the same thign to them, "Okay, I'm gonna go write a book now." ha ha I still do that occationally.