A hundred tiny seashells

I don't feel sane enough to write a proper entry but I'm going to try really hard.

The Radio is serenading me with a song I've heard a hundred times but I still don't know the name of it. Rebekah is followiing Heidi arround laughing constantly. Heathers making super. I'm working to finish of my school before the sun goes down. Hopefully before supper so I can play star wars with the kids like I promised. The house is a mess a complete mess. I should have spent my weekend cleaning rather then... Well I can't remember what I did over the weekend apart from going sledding with Kiwi. The T.V. is interfearing with the praise music on the radio. I'm cold, not too bad but enough to want to go back upstairs where it's still kind of warm.

I'm going insane I'm becoming more and more confused in my head. And There's so much presure to sort it out. NOW! Ugh, I want to run around the house a couple times. That occasionally helpes to clear my head, which is in such a tizzy currently. I think people think I'm carefree. I'm really not. Some things even your best friends can't see.

Will that suffice as a post? A bunch of thinks tossed out there because my brain can't handle a train of thought, that's what this post is. Bits and pieces. A couple of Tiny seashells that where tossed in a bowl to try to capture the memory of the day at the beach but they barely touch on the reality of that palce. I can't deliver my world to you through words, I don't have the talent for that. Just take these seashells and be content.

And don't forget to comment.

~Kate