Monday, July 18, 1994

Best Friends . . . Forever

Robert, I love you so-o-o-o-o much. I hope that you can just be yourself around me because that is who I love, not anyone you would pretend to be. I guess we enjoy a lot of the same things. I have recently finshed a puzzle that I would work on, sometimes by myself, sometimes not, and I would listen to the radio while piecing it together. Often times I would hear songs that would remind me of you. I miss you. I can't wait until you get here, only 51.5 hours. I love books, however, if a teacher assigns me to read one, I don't enjoy it. I think it is because I would rather read it than analyze it. If I see something, that is fine, but I would much rather enjoy it. I like to watch movies, and it seems that while I am with you, I will learn to love them even more. I have to agree that TV does not cut it for sports. I can't stand watching them on TV. However, I would much rather play them than watch others have all the fun. My only problem is that I am no good. My mother says that I am too left-brained. I can analyze it and I always know the theory behind it, but I have absolutely NO coordination. (kind of like bowling) Then only sport I was ever good at (and I tried many) was swimming. I love to swim. Maybe Wanda was an appropriate name. I can't swim as well as I used to. I need to get more fit. When we are married we can go to the gym together, right? I love music. I enjoy the piano, but only when I am the only one listening, otherwise it is no fun. I enjoy the flute, although now it has become a chore to find time to practice, so I don't, and I stress when it comes time for my lesson. The flute is something I would like to keep up. My only problem is that I won't, unless I have lessons (a reason to practice) and I am NOT going to have that stress for the rest of my life. Maybe it will eventually become like the piano for me. The advantage of keeping up the piano is people ask me to play. You are calling me and so I will finish my favorites tonight. I love you. Wanda

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