Maybe There's A Catalog

[Sometimes I question my commitment to Sparkle motion, too. The world is much with me these days, and I'm not sure whether it's only because I've never worked on my feet before. My whole body is TIRED, all the time! This nagging cold won't go away (I've killed a minor rain forest's worth of Kleenex), and sleep is more and more erratic. I keep telling myself that if I can just have a day or two of no finals, sisters-in-law visiting, partying (and I've made a conscious effort not to drink (or anything else) much in the past week), learning a new job, fighting with John, babysitting hyperactive four-year-olds, or law journal meetings, I can regain my even keel.]

[However, I'm beginning to wonder if the evenness of my keel was an illusion all along; did the regularity of my class schedule for the last nine months fool me into believing that life was under some semblance of control?]

[I despise feeling sorry for myself. This must pass. Time to give myself an early birthday present: a Center. 15 shopping days; which Bay Area mall has the Serenity Store?]

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