Well trying to write everyday did not work out. No surprise there, I am not known for my dependability, quite the opposite is true of me. But I get most things done. Maybe not in a timely fashion or how others might get things done but done just the same. I never make the right choices and always screw things up somehow. They didn't nickname me Danger-prone Daphne for nothing. Oh well such is my life. I sound like I'm complaining,I am not, just stating how I am.
                               Feel like writing but can't seem to latch onto any definite thoughts to jot down. My brain is all over the map. Full of gibberish and incomplete ideas that make no sense to anyone but me. If I try to explain some of them to others they look at me like I am insane, so I keep them mostly to myself. But I will say this: I'm not a glass half empty-glass half full type of person, I am just glad there is something in the glass type person. I have been researching minimalism. Having spent a good bit of this summer in an empty house, well not literally, but with only the bare necessities at hand its been very enjoyable. The echo is nice, the emptiness feels clean. The lack of clutter is GREAT. I know I can achieve this in my own house,it's just going to take me time to reach that level of emptiness. Its not doing without but only keeping what is of great importance and use-able. It is appealing to me and I can not figure out why but its is very appealing.
                              Just thinking out loud for all the world to see.........