To the Left of Me: My calendar, assorted papers that need, well, sorting , sounds of the TV and Bill making comments to Bo regarding X-Men which he just switched past.
Behind Me: the kitchen. I don't dare turn around.
To the Right of Me: A very doggy chair and a table covered with scraps from yesterdays adventures in book making. Much more appealing than that which is behind.
Not doing the best job of keeping up with things these days. Feeling a bit discombobulated. (speaking of which, is "combobulated" a good thing to feel?
As in, "I wish my life was more combobluated."
"I'm very good at combobulating my once assorted papers."
things to ponder....)
Things I feel I'm not keeping up with:
that which is before,
and on either side of me.
Other than that, I'm doing ok.