Attention overload

Dear all,

I am facing a new fase: I am now absolutely suffering from attention overload.
I have gotten a dozen lovely emails today, one phonecall (is it alright to call skype that?), one MSN conversation to rule them all, some deep kisses and a natural urge to give a massage today. Oh and I forget some SMSes, and some compliments from my boss.

My dear friends (even the ones who don't read this outskirt of the net) and lover: if my bucket of joy flows over, you guys all helped fill it and not by the drop. I am not on the plane to Prague just yet, but I'm already flying. My insides are constantly humming (think the beginning of 'The Prayer', or perhaps even better 'Feelin Groovy' by Simon and Garfunkle), my mouth causes similar excesses as Mike's after my messages (not fitting through the door anymore from roomwide smile - you'll pardon me not literally repeating the excesses in question, Mike: afterall, this IS a very tidy blog), and I wouldn't even mind if nobody hugged me anymore today (well, maybe not in the next ten minutes (-; )

Thank you all for being great.