WHY DON'T I FEEL LIKE WORKING?

 My mind is muddied from too much talking. 

....too many ideas. 

....got Frankee, got her husband Mark Ryder... 

....got plenty of events planned as they become busier & more successful , but so what....?   

Actually it's sort of boring to explain that Frankee's  husband begins to resent her because she choreographs and performs  as a dancer, better than he does.  It happens often with "TEAMS" in business together 

SO...why am  I writing this ? Work at a keyboard isn't exciting. The page that ends up existing is not thrilling. There's no suspense.  I am  not bored with the plot but there's NOT more to describe. -

Guys, it's a committment to write about myself. Not what I wear, or the lipstick, eye shadow, and glossy stuff that makes MY features gleam, I am determined to reveal what I am, who I am and who, why, and what  I do, or what aspects  of what I do or don't do,  is me -- THE REAL, REALLY  TRULY ME. Why?  

Because it might inspire you, the reader, to talk realistically , comment realistically, reveal realistically  why you visit the comments  of so many strangers  and spend a lot of time reading and pondering what they express.  

WHO IS THE REAL REALLY TRULY Y-O-U?