i have this amazing ability to lose things. my phone, my paycheck, my sanity. they say for some people if their head wasnt attached to their body they would lose that too, i fortunately, am not that bad.

i blame my sloppiness on my mother. i love her, but she is like me, quite a mess. our house is a fray of things and whosie-whats-its, and all sorts of odds and ends, that yes, do have a place.... it just isnt always quite clear as to what that place is.

and that is of course where i fit in as well in the grand scheme of things. somewhere out there, i might have a place. but like all the odds and ends laying around here, im not quite sure where or when that place and time is. because it seems at the moment there is nowhere i fit.

maybe that is why i feel closer to fitting when i am at home...