listening to: the secret life of daydreams
feeling: a lot of weight, mentally.
my brain feels heavy and dense with stress and to do lists and links and unused gray matter.
i wish mrs. darling (or my own mother, i suppose) was here to sort away these things into boxes while i am asleep.
i love that part of the first chapter...
ReplyDeletethe idea of mothers sorting out their childs boxes...
wondering where they picked up this or that...
noticing peter.
especially in wendys... scrawled all about. :)