This brings back so many memories of my mother screaming at me "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" And now I truly wonder, what is wrong with me? And I remember everything broken, and messed up. Oh, yea, those things.
Today is a good day to register for fall classes! A good day to wish a friend happy birthday. A good day to print pictures and make new scrapbook pages. Today is a good day to thank God for His gift of another good day.
i still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. - John Burroughs (I'll add, and all the sleep I want to sleep :)