I have to stack the dishwasher again.

I have to fill my car with fuel.

I have to find something to wear.

I have to save money.

I have to find a way for those two things to happen together.

I have to get to bed earlier.

I have to get stuff done.

I have to exercise.

I have to tidy up the incoming mail pile again.

I have to get off Pinterest.

I have to read more.

I have to find the time to make plans for my dreams.

I have to get out more.

I have to plan decorations for a party.

I have to book another.

I have to find a way to have it all.

Or be ok with not.

I have to empty my head of this endless list of things because more and more, later and later at night I find I can’t sleep because the list is building, it might just crush me. The important. The urgent. The important and urgent. The not so much of either. The things I want. The things I feel I need. And the things I actually do need. Sometimes my mind races. It happens in cycle with when it sloooows right down. When it packs up shop and just goes on leave. Up and down. Fast and slow. Round and round I go.

I’m ok.

I just have a lot I want to do.

And what I really HAVE to do is remember, it doesn’t all need to be done right now.

Well, the dishes. They need to be done now, but that’s about it.