losing my religion. and my keys. where’s my car?
I want to be more organized. Right now I’m more unorganized than I’ve ever been in my entire life. My house is a mess. My carpets are stained. Dirty clothes have taken a corner of my bedroom hostage. My car smells like a Burger King. The kitchen looks like I recently threw a kegger.
And as my home gets more and more unorganized, so does my brain. I’m forgetting things. I never used to do this before. I never forgot things. The other day I filled a bottle of water with clean water and chilled it to take to rehearsal. I pulled it out of the fridge and sat it by my bag. I had charged up my cell phone and put that next to the bag as well. As I left for rehearsal, I took my bag and left the phone and the water behind. I keep forgetting to bring scripts to work that I need to e-mail to my troupe members. I forget to put on a load of laundry so that I have clean clothes.