This post is from last week. The sixteenth I believe. I knew when I looked at my blog that something was off. I wish that I had caught this earlier so that this last week of blogs would have ended up in order or better yet closer to the real time/day that they were first posted.
Message body Now I'm not upset with myself for leaving the house later than I would liked. I bumped into one of my good teachers on the S train. ms. yearwood. She recognized my right off. I didn't have a clue. At first I thought I knew her from when I use to go to church. Then she started talking about school and grouped me with Hayden. Then she told me her name. She looks great. She could pass for 30 something easy. Later.