It's all greek to me

I've spent the last few days reminiscing. Part of the time was spent lying in my bed, just thinking about where I was this time last year, who I was, how much I have changed, etc. The other part of the time was spent with dear friends, talking of times spent in high school and everything that went along with it. Both are things that I do often and, if I must say, enjoy very much. I just love to re-live good times. This could be partly because I am blessed with a vivid memory or because I find time to just take a break and look back. Either way, memories are gifts. They offer entertainment, comparisons, and dashes on time lines- all things that I take pleasure in often.

In other news- I am on a Greek kick. I'm not about to join a sorority or anything but make me a salad with feta cheese (hold the olives), get me some gladiator sandals and a toga-esque sundress and I'm all there.