I'm feeling a little more like myself than I had in a while. Not sure whether the key word there is feeling or myself. Sometimes I don't recognize me in all the blank days, like I could be anyone under the inertia. But it's still me.
I am careful to let the dog choose his favorite couch cushion of the day before I sit.
I sometimes sneak around turning off lights and plotting ways to reduce our use of electricity.
I cook unpredictably.
I do funny looking stretches to ease my back pain even in public.
I am most likely to pray while watering the plants.
I can't wait to see my bff.
I am disturbed by Hollywood romantic comedies and uplifted by Swedish dramas.
I occasionally think in math.
I am hoarding the last few eps of Pushing Daisies because it's not over until I watch it.
I haven't checked my voice mail since mid-March.
I rarely go a day without eating cheese.
I unconsciously hum a lot.
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