My mind is racing like the squirrels dancing overhead on the roof each morning, keeping me company when I wake up before dawn.
(Hi! My name is Lisa, and I'm an Insomniac. It's my new thing.)
The past week was lovely: the last orchestra concert of the year, lunch with a friend from high school in a cute part of Portland, field day and garage sales and Zumba and moving and shaking - my booty and my body, from one thing to the next.
We're down to the last four days of school, there's cake in the oven and the promise of a sweet summer in the wind.
I am ever ready.