Sunday's for me are lazy days. I usually get The Lazy Song by Bruno Mars in my head. Alright maybe just the first verse.
I had a rough night last night. Thanksgiving is in a couple of days and I am feeling like a crybaby. I have my support system here at my parents place, but I can't help the feelings that come over me.
I need to make better use of my time. My thoughts are all over the place. Just when I think of a brilliant idea I promise myself to remember only to, yes you guessed right, forget.
I hear those annoying voices calling me, just when I am getting somewhere. I wait patiently for the day when I can sit and enjoy my voice and explore my thoughts.