Mind spinning, or is it head reeling? I’m going in a thousand directions at once. So much to do, and no time to get it done. Hour, lend me your minutes; lend me your seconds; so that I have more time to carry out my tasks. For with out your minutes and with out your seconds, everything takes hours to do.

Put me on a rack and stretch me apart so that the pieces of me can go in their own bearing. A section my list for a section of my body. And then, maybe, just maybe I can get things done with out your help Hour.

What was school, work, family, friends, fun… now includes boyfriend, love, moving, step daughter, school activities, painting. The rhythm of my life has been broken. Chaos has become my order. Can this be right? Can I find a new order? Will the strain of all this spinning, spin me out of control (like my mother said)? Or will I find new rhythm? A new rhythm once I move, once things calm down. Can I become – School, work, new family, friends, fun, school activities, painting. Can I find that balance? With my new family being-- the old, love, boyfriend, and step daughter all rolled into one? I think I can, it will just take a beat to start, the ticking clock, or maybe my beating heart. Where a steady beat takes place rhythm can follow.