Tasks

Proclaim
Fame
Claim
Shame
Embarass
Yourself
Regress to
Impress
Aside from the manor that reveals your true self,
Nothing else matters
Aside from the faith that leaps you forward,
Nothing else matters
Aside from he who makes you smile when you cry,
Nothing else matters
Aside from the passion that revives your soul,
Nothing else matters
Live. Love. Laugh.

I'm looking over at the couch and I see my laundry: unfolded, unorganized. For some reason, I think this is reflective of my thoughts, in disarray. Confusion, Assurance, Questions, Solutions. These seem to be themes governing different things in my life. I want to balance, not so much work and play; but more of thoughts.
I prayed this morning. Not to a God, but to something divine with no name: not somebody "up there" but more just around and inside myself. What else am I here for? What am I supposed to fulfill or have I already?
Questioning gives strength and faith for your actions. If you can answer these questions and be satisfied with the answers. Forget thoughts others have. those who know you will understand. They dont have to understand, they just somehow do. I want to fold the laundry, shelf my cltohes, and organize my closet.