Tuesday, January 2, 2024

UP TO DATE, BUT GRUMBLING.....

 WHAT IS GOING ON? ALL YOUR GIRL CAN GET OUT OF  FACEBOOK IS SCENERY AND LIVESTOCK! WHERE HAVE ALL THE PEOPLE GONE? WHAT WRONG BUTTON HAS FIO PUSHED NOW! SHOULD FIO START OPEN AGAIN? WILL SHE BE ALLOWED TO?! IS THE COMPUTER MAD AT HER?

Whatever, Fio HAS been able to put together her upcoming visit with her favorite doctor (neurology) on whom she will bestow at least one of her Christmas cards, which are actually a new run-off of itself from about thirty years ago. They're singing cards....if you can read music.

Fiorella has been getting more restless that ever, and with at least four years of near solitude under her belt, she wants to move on, to make new friends, to try new things, to pick up some new outfits, TO BE DRIVEN AROUND THE CITY AS SHE NEEDS OR WANTS TO BE!

Maybe she could pick up a nice big-dog-to-be too. After all, her stuffed panda has been nice, but not very talkative. And maybe she could even sign up for some language classes herself that she used to know. Then there's the art, which Fio was born with and what she likes to be in a group with.....and writing, which she was always good at (although her two novels really didn't fare too well, partially because your girl didn't know how to promote them.)

Dream land, dream land. Fiorella has always live in dreamland, from when she made up stories as she walked to school when she was a kid to even now, when she wants there to be more in her life than the ancient remote and overblown newspaper.



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