They swirl around in there throughout the day. Usually it happens just as I'm dozing off to sleep as I promise myself to remember tomorrow all of those things piling up, which conveniently I don't. Or they come to me in the shower or as I'm driving. Perhaps I ought to take after Jennifer H. and grab a Thursday Drive, but with gas prices the way they are, I'd be better off making it Thursday walk.
But then, when I grab a moment to accomplish these things I have either forgotten what they were, or just plain don't want to. Sometimes I just want to stare off, and do exactly nothing.
I have some awards I've been hoarding. Six actually. I'm so grateful for these because in some way they tell me, I'm not alone. Me too. Thanks for sharing your world even if you are a whack-job most days. I plan to pass them along, really I do. But today, while the kids are doing their own zoning out, I just want to sit and stare... and have what O Magazine calls, Breathing Space.
Deep breath in....