On Most Days...

• I need to "mother" someone.
• I want to "make" something.
• I can't get enough quiet time to think ALL my thoughts.
• I do not want to do the laundry.
• I am delighted by some odd random thing.
• I have a hard time getting away from the computer.
• I wish I was much smaller.
• I feel behind, overwhelmed, scattered...
• I hope that there will be letters in my mailbox.
• I wonder "why".
• I think I don't understand people.
• I expect people to do the right thing and am surprised if they don't.
• I don't feel bad for not keeping up with the Jones.
• I am happy to be slightly eccentric.
• I dread the ring of the phone.
• I miss my mother.
• My mind is full of a train of ideas.
• I laugh because I have all the marbles.
• I am awake too early.
• I talk to my sister, who has to be my frontal lobe...my organizer.
• I am seeking something new.
• I am working on finding myself again.
• I think about where everyone else hides their clutter.
• I wonder what people do, who don't "make stuff".
• I want to READ.
• I worry.
• I wonder...what am I going to do?