now where is the wine opener?
as a multi-tasker, planner, and (an extremely selective) people person - it is always a bit odd to spend time with myself... doing nothing. hard to enjoy actually, as the mind will roam and nip and pick. so bizarre. i like to do things with myself - driving somewherez, reading a book, etc. - but not doing anything? it is a concentrated study in relaxation.
i am so behind in writing in my journal that i become discouraged to write. i feel that i am strangely different, even week to week, that relating to old entries is more like reading about someone else's life. i am drifting and metamorphosing.
i have a canister filter to see to, and a pipe that requires attention - it is a busy busy weekend and tonight is one of the few times i actually have to... relax? now if i can only get to it.
guh.
i am so behind in writing in my journal that i become discouraged to write. i feel that i am strangely different, even week to week, that relating to old entries is more like reading about someone else's life. i am drifting and metamorphosing.
i have a canister filter to see to, and a pipe that requires attention - it is a busy busy weekend and tonight is one of the few times i actually have to... relax? now if i can only get to it.
guh.