Sometimes…

I feel like I’m being nice to people for the wrong reasons.

I don’t mind when the cat wakes me up at four in the morning.

I like all the free time I have.

I don’t worry about tomorrow.

It’s enough to know that you care.

There’s never enough time for all the things I want to do.

I can’t be bothered.

I’d like to forget.

I’d like to remember.

The details are important.

I get tired of worrying about details.

I want to say the first thing that comes to mind.

I want to choose my words carefully.

I am interested.

I am judging.

I do think the “good old days” were actually better.

Ideas are better left as ideas.

The only way to learn is to do it.

I have to read the manual first.

It should be obvious.

Pop music has something to say that’s worth saying.

The easiest thing is the right thing.

“Pro” and “con” lists are actually helpful.

I know what I’m doing.

More to come…(?)

(June 5, 2012)