I have a whiteboard full of To-Do's.
Thoughts come and go, too oft forgotten.
I need a place where they will not be erased or misplaced.
Tonight I found Oren Lavie's song, Her Morning Elegance.
I'm in love.
This blog is named after a line in the chorus.
"And she fights for her life as she goes in a store with a thought she has caught by a thread..."
That's me.
Catching thoughts by a thread and making webs in the days ahead.
All the while leaving space for spontaneity and simple pleasures.
Lofty expectations.
