First off, I show you my new desktop with an image taken by none other than our friend and blogging companion, Cheryl. I thought it was just gorgeous and I get that freshly snowed, orgasmically Christmas-ey feeling every time I minimize to my desktop.
"Can I come over?"
"Sure, I am lonely."
She knocked on my door after a few minutes and Maggie did her let's spaz out cause company is here dance. Joyce poked her head inside my door and whispered. "Now this is interesting," I thought.
"Do you have something sweet to eat?" she whispered.
"Yes, I do," I whispered back very seriously. "Cheese Danish or apple Danish?"
"I'll take an apple Danish for my breakfast," she said looking all around as if someone was going to jump out of my bushes at any moment.
I walked into my kitchen and got the Danish and took it to her.
"They're watching me," Joyce said grabbing the Danish.
"You know! Them!" She said with wild eyes.
I made sure she was home safe and walked her back over. I thanked my lucky stars that I wasn't dealing with that kind of paranoia in my life anymore. There were times I thought I was constantly being followed and that cameras were in my ceilings. I have a lot of empathy for Joyce and what she is going through. An apple Danish was a small price to pay to help my friend with something to eat. She's been too paranoid to go to the grocery store.