I'm frustrated that I can't seem to get trips to the Y into my schedule before Saturday, but that doesn't quite explain why I am almost craving it.
Then for the past 3 days I have been also been craving veggies. Last night I actually had salad instead of the fabulous fries I usually get with my sandwich at Sun Street.
Suddenly I want to revise my fiction writing. Did I 'sit' on it long enough to hatch it or what?
This is all fine and at the same time a bit strange.
I feel like I should buckle up for the next turn of the wheel.