Sometimes...

…While I’m walking and listening to one of those “perfect” songs, on my I-pod, I like to pretend that I’m in a movie.

…I want to watch the new BBC Emma series over and over again.

…I like to look out my window and wonder who else it looking out their window at that exact moment.

…All I want to eat is chocolate, cookies, or brownies.

…When cooking/baking I like to pretend I’m a chef on a cooking show. When we were children, my sister Amber and I used to pretend play like this while baking.

…I get so wrapped up in a novel and its’ characters that I get really sad when the book is over. Sometimes, I will delay reading the end of a novel for this very reason.

…I love to read old notes/emails from friends and family to uplift my day.

…I wish I was a brilliant writer so I could produce an award winning book.

…I wish I could travel in time to certain memorable events and watch my life (as a bystander) as if it were a movie.

…I wish it were easier for me to make new friends.

…I wish I could be a student in school again. Not because I don’t love and appreciate my life and where I am, but because I love to learn.

…When I get an itch I wonder who is talking about me.

…I have dreams that make me cry. Sometimes, I have dreams that make me think. Sometimes, I have dreams that make me laugh. Sometimes, I just dream.

…I wonder how I come across to strangers or people I’m meeting for the first time.

…I wish I had written more in my journal as a child. I’m starting to forget those carefree years.

…I wish I had worked to maintain the body I once had, instead of not and then trying to work so hard to get it back.

…It’s Monday and the diet has started. Sometimes, it’s the weekend and…what diet?

…I wish I could write children’s books as brilliant as Dr. Suess.

…I think about long lost friends and how they are doing.

…I wish I had another pair of hands so I could get everything on my to-do list checked off.

…I wish I could play games with my family all day everyday.

…I wish I could live at Disneyland.

…I wonder what babies think about and dream about.

…I just wonder…