2004-09-11 - 12:28 p.m.
A list can serve as your memory, your conscience, your measurement of success in a day; but today it serves as a letter to myself.
pick up the kleenex I cried into last night
put on something pretty (it's hard to look nice for no one)
exchange shoes for larger size (so I can smile at the next interview)
take a walk with the dog (who is as bored and lonely as I am)
wax the car
smell the sunshine on the grass
dream a little
call a friend
write a letter
cook
keep your mind off the things that make you sad
