I'm all this and more

I’m a cynic.
I wonder about how some men treat some women.
I think aerobics in the morning is a scene from Desperate Housewives.
I’m wondering about beautiful strangers in wonderfully well made kurtis.
I’m waiting for summer sunshine that’s already arrived and April showers in March.
I’m hoping for waves to sweep me off my feet, and to catch me off guard.
I’m warm in my bed with just a cotton sheet.
I’m content in my room with white curtains and pale yellow bed covers.
I’m eager for a busier everyday and sleepier every-night.
I’m laughing at myself for being so silly.
I’m sad about the realizations some people might have had today or yesterday.


I’m winning and it feels good.
I’m learning to lose and it feels even better.
I’m happy.
I’m anxious about how it will be.
I’m thankful for what I have now.
And prayerful for what I want.