You know that expression “Can’t see the forest because of the trees”? Let’s say I’m on the opposite end of the spectrum where I miss the trees.
There’s great content on the interwebs. I need time in the day or eyes, because there’s not enough time to get through it all. The other matter of reading is that you have to sit still, and I’m a mover.
I live for the moments when I start a sentence with ‘I HAVE AN IDEA’, then I spaz. My heart speeds up. My eyes widen. My palms get sweaty – mom’s spaghetti. JINX! I can’t get the smirk off my face. I forget about anything else happening around me. I need to stand and probably pace. I kill the music. I