I AM...too much and yet not enough.
I THINK...there for I am.
I KNOW...too much of the world.
I WANT...my body back.
I HAVE...more blessings than I deserve.
I WISH...I had more confidence to be myself around people.
I HATE...hate and destruction.
I MISS...my family so much that it hurts.
I FEAR...being forgotten.
I HURT...when others are alone.
I FEEL..., like D, an urgency to make myself better and be prepared.
I SMELL... No I don't, I showered today.
I WONDER...if there is anyone funnier than D.
I REGRET...February-June of 2003 and that I'm not funnier than D.
I LOVE...(in no specific order) my honey, my chilens, my family, my camera, Photoshop, and you.
I AM NOT...the brightest flower in the field.
I BELIEVE...I can fly. I believe I can touch the sky. I think about it every night and day, spread my wings and fly away.
I DANCE...when no one is looking and the blinds are shut and doors are locked, security is placed outside my door and the streets are closed.
I SING...to my chilens before bed.
I LIVE...with my family, duh.
I WRITE...whatever pops into my mind, which could get rather disturbing. Have you been in there? I'm in there all the time and I can tell ya, not pretty.
I WIN...when my chilens play nicely together, whenever they give me kisses and loves, and when I find a bra that fits.
I NEED...a life overhaul, gumption, vigor, energy, motivation, chocolate, to not need chocolate, and my mommy.
I NEVER...know what I'm doing next.
I LISTEN...to KUNC.
I CAN USUALLY BE FOUND...on the computer doing my homework.
I AM SCARED...that I won't be prepared and that I won't be able to co-lead my family through hard times.
I READ...text books right now but other than that I find books on anything that I want to learn more about. I read Jane Austen, Chris Stewart, cook books, blogs (I counted I follow 106 blogs! I know, I'm crazy!), and Susan Evans McCloud.
I FOCUS...with a camera.
I DREAM...of living close to my family and having my children grow up being close to all of their cousins.
I AM HAPPY ABOUT...having a space heater blowing directly onto my cold tootsies.