Sometimes I feel like a rubber band being stretched too tight.
How do you find the time for all the things you want to do and all the things you need to do? And also get some sleep? I am continuing to eat this summer up and I’m not full yet, but I am a little tired.
This was a week for breakfasts and movies and walks with friends, for rock climbing at the gym and hiking with the dog.
It was a week for library book sales, reading poetry in the rainy afternoon, and understanding exactly what Mary Oliver means when she says “I hope to see everything in this world before I die.”
It was a week for spooky nights at my favorite spot in Binghamton, and orange half moons, and not nearly enough sleep.
I only hope that if I am a stretched rubber band that I am about to fly through the air instead of snap.