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I just found this on one of the Featured Spaces, and I liked the idea.

· I Am . . . a few weeks from being married.

· I Want . . . children. And more closet space. And more energy.

· I Have . . . a cat. A house. A fiancé. A lucky life.

· I Wish . . . I was more confident and assertive.

· I Hate . . . that I succumb to the green monster of jealousy. I covet my neighbor’s FILL IN THE BLANK. Especially his/her closets.

· I Fear . . . disaster.

· I Hear . . . the Wailin’ Jennys on the radio.

· I Search . . . for meaning. For more quiet moments in the day. For more time to be creative, physically active, philosophical, happy.

· I Wonder . . . if I have the fortitude to stick it out for 3 more years in my difficult workplace.

· I Regret . . . eating the 2 chocolate cupcakes I had for a mid-morning snack today. Chubba wubba.

· I Love . . . the Professor. And lots of other people.  And mashed potatoes.  Yes, I’m using the word Love about a starch.

· I Ache . . . when I see a person sad or disappointed. And when I overdo it at the gym.

· I Always . . . mix up my siblings names when I’m addressing them.  Ma – Ca – Ran – grr, YOU!

· I Usually . . . check my email about 50 times a day. Literally. I think I’m addicted.

· I Am not . . . as sick of all this wedding planning as I say I am.

· I Dance . . . whenever possible. I’m dancing right now to the radio (my shoulders are dancing, though my butt is planted in this rolling chair).

· I am Confused . . . by Calculus.  But that’s ok, because I have Excel to do my math for me.

· I Need . . . more sleep. More time.  Less worry.

· I Should . . . call my friends more often.

· I Cry . . . at movies, weddings, funerals, sad songs the drop of a hat.  Seriously – someone dropped a hat the other day and I ran for the tissues.  I think I’m hormonal.

• I Miss . . . my free time.  My family and friends who live too far away.