this blog thing is so much more difficult when i have a lot of thoughts swimming circles around in my brain. i may need to check if my thoughts have some sort of leg cramp. they really should be moving around in a more linear direction. anyway, i shall continue on as if i had never spoken. every time i try to write something down, i instead start quoting myself. i’m really not so vain to think that i am that quotable, but there it is. perhaps my psyche is more vain than my self-esteem would care to admit. “my mind is a mess, all chaos and stress.” see, there i go again. “i cannot see the vodka for the drink.” i am my own worst nitemare. and i don’t even drink vodka, so what’s that about? who knows. sometimes i wonder if i have multiple personalities, but then i tell myself that i don’t and we all sit down to play a nice game of gin rummy.
and so, i’m sitting here trying to decide where my priorities lie and if they are lying to me.
Watch out for what your priorities have to say. It’s safe to assume they have an agenda.
true. very true. damn those priorities. always thinking about who’s more important. devious little creatures.