During a nice visit with one of my close friends I discovered that I am not the only one who's mind wanders...wildly...while folding laundry.
I find that my thoughts will travel the spectrum of my brain.
I will think of people that offended me and what I could have said back to them that may be witty or sharp.
I think of how my family was broken while I was a vulnerable teenager
and
how I could have turned to drinking or promiscuity to settle frayed nerves.
Somehow I stayed strong.
Somehow I stayed strong.
I think of the strong examples I've had in my life and how I would never want to disappoint them.
I think of my many "first" loves...and my one "true" love.
I think of feelings I have experienced...
twitterpated
the tingle of a first kiss
jealously
heart-broken
utterly embarrassed
ashamed
exstatic
loved
comforted
blood boiling anger
simply content
Yes, all this goes through my head as I fold laundry, or wash dishes.
Sometimes my mind goes to places that I have to fight.
I cannot let my mind go to those things that might make me fall.
I cannot hold onto those thoughts that make me resentful.
Thou you cannot erase the memories. They are part of who I am.
They are how I got to this place today...
the good along with the bad.
So, I fold laundry and evaluate my life.











