I tend to lean toward time.
My desk needs flowers. Everything’s so dull and office-ey.
Sometimes thought’s about what could possibly happen are enough to make you want to crawl under your bed and hide from tomorrow.
I’ve never been really *lost* before. Been misguided. But I’ve never had that feeling like “Oh my God where am I?” in the physical sense. I’m quite thankful for that, I think it’d be very scary.
Thank God for GPS.
I’ve baked 5 batches of cookies in the last few hours.