Wired, alert, anxious. Rereading every word I have written over the past three weeks, worried about being misunderstood -- what have I not said that I should have said, or said that I should not have? Do I represent myself fairly?
Am I good person? Can people tell I try to be a good person?
Idly wondering could I -- should I -- run away to Los Angeles? How about Portland? I have friends in both places. And Disneyland would be fun... or better yet, Disney World. I could get Mom to go with me.
And how can I be so alert and so completely unable to get things done? Maybe that's because -- squirrel!
That second Venti Skinny Carmel Macchiato may have been a mistake. I thought I told the barista to make it decaf, but I don't think she did.
Speaking of that, we should plan a road trip to Portland in the spring. Want to ask your Oregon folks what weekends look good for them?
ReplyDeleteLove, the resident shrink