I really thought I would be calling it summer by now. But now it's raining and it feels like 40 degrees F. So that means it's spring, which is the uncertain state between winter and summer. The other day we had a little bit of thunder.
Thunder. The moon. Didn't know that the lack of those would make a big empty space in my life. I thought I was a creative person. But how to create something refreshing in the middle of a city I've never figured out.
Somewhere I read a book of poems by a woman who had to work in a factory all day, when she would rather be home and doing regular home-making things. I guess I don't have it that bad. Although at the moment the idea of working in a factory sounds interesting.
It must be time to write a list. There will be 10 items on my list, which means I will have to make 10 decisions. 1) Shall I do this? Answer, yes. So I do it. Check it off. Next. 2) Shall I do this? Answer, yes. (the answer is always yes). Do it. Etc. These 10 items have to be things that can be done in a very short time, maybe 5 minutes or less. Usually before I get through seven or eight, I have regained my ability to make decisions, and after that I don't need my list because I'm rolling. You can call this procedure a sort of methodism. It works.
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