Doing laundry tends to be a time of self reflection for me whether I want it to be or not.
The nice weather and lovely porch with chairs makes this time of reflection more welcoming.
Although, laundry day never brought me any epiphanies here are the thoughts from today.
I'm not crazy about winter. Past Christmas it's just day after day of peeling myself out of bed. This winter it's much worse (for obvious reasons). The winters blues must be one of the lovely things I inherited from Mom. (no hard feelings, mom...just blame grandma.)
Sitting outside waiting for my clothes to dry, I watch people pass silently guessing where they might be going (work, school, home?). Some people where wearing sandals... I officially have spring fever. I have been day dreaming of bare feet, tank tops and open windows for a while now.
Not to mention the 2 hour drive to sandy beaches I have yet to explore.
So this mix of spring fever and winter blues has left me feeling in between. Just in between.
I feel naked or exposed. Not just naked to the skin but naked to my bones. I feel myself as a walking skeleton. I have left my substance back in Cookeville. I am without the flesh I have always know and what is this part if me that is left? What have I brought to Virginia with me?
Why haven't I gone to VCU and applied?
Why am I working for next to nothing at a camp?
Why does it take a loud crash to get me out of bed in the morning?
Why is "ranking friends" on myspace so ridiculous to me? (I don't want to do it.)
What have I done with me?
If anyone finds me back in Cookeville...send me this way, please. I need me.
Bleh! on winter so gloomy. I am ready for sunshine!
Also...any know of any good music I should listen to? I am itching for new music.
Peace!