a life I can only dream about

I got a postcard yesterday from my gal pal who has gone home to Scotland to visit her folks. She’s so lucky, that girl! Married with no kids to a wonderful man, she’s free to jetset all year with or without him.

I want to have coffee with her and she’s at Wimbledon or the Melbourne Cup. She hops on planes like you’d hop on a bus.

I mean, how do you keep up with a woman like that? Honestly :lol: . I’m green with envy, of course. She leads a life that I can only dream about.

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