I drive myself crazy.
I’m sure I’ve said that before, but
What in the world is the matter with me???
I want to do everything… anything…
[sigh]
I’m starting to realize I just can’t.
So I do what comes to mind,
What comes to hand,
What crosses my path,
When I can, as best I can,
Till I run out of time.
Well, that happens frequently.
Somehow, though, I’ve managed.
I muddle through the days, and
I finish my recreational interests
A LOT more slowly
Than if I could just focus on
One thing at a time, but
I’m happy…
Relatively speaking anyway…
I’ve decided that if I can spend
FIVE minutes of my day
Doing something that I choose to do,
As opposed to a thing I “have” to do
(Like work or obligations),
Then I am content.
That is enough to keep me sane :-).
So even though my days are crazy,
My weeks are hectic, and
My whole brain wants expressive outlet,
I am not crazy…
Just plainly and simply a silly woman
With too much on my mind.