…is for God to just tell me exactly what to do. Maybe it’s really what I want and not what I NEED. So I’ll take baby steps and try to navigate through this. “Come on monsters, you don’t have to cry! You can be happy!” I can go from happy to tears really quickly these days! I love this REM appearance on Sesame Street:

…when a bunch of cars are stopped at a red light, and the light turns green… shouldn’t it be possible for all of us to start moving at the exact same time? Instead of first car moves, then second car moves, third car moves and so on… wouldn’t it be more pleasant if we could all take off gently at the same moment? Wouldn’t more of us get through the light? These are the deep thoughts that come to me when I’m hitting every single red light in town.

You know that phrase “You’ve got a full plate!”? I don’t know exactly what it means but what I visualize is that my brain is like a plate. In my case, it’s not a very big plate, but it’s full of stuff. And when I need to put something on the plate, something on the other side falls off. And the plate is spinning, balanced on a stick. Except I don’t do a very good job balancing. When something falls off, that means I forgot something. That happens a lot. Ugh!