How's this for motivation for doing an entry: the bed was starting to get a little crowded. Kitt and I were 'found' ~ three kittens decided to join us. The last dredges of sleep were blasted away when one of them grabbed my nose with both front paws.

The little turkey.

Time to play awhile. From a journal list: Imagine you are an actress standing on a dimly lighted stage. What role are you playing?

I walk out onto the stage. The house lights are down and the crowd is restless. Low murmurs reach me but at this distance, they sound like the sea. It's kind of reassuring.

Silence descends on the theater as the spotlight goes on. The world shrinks to the diameter of the light and I am alone in it.

The words begin to pour out of me, as if I am channeling a whole host of people. Raging woman; burgeoning anarchist, dime store philosopher and one who sounds as if she'd give it away for free but only to a select few. I only catch a few bits of the dialogue...

• "It doesn't matter if there's a god or not ~ live for yourself and you'll never stray from your path."
• "They say that god is inside of yourself...why doesn't anyone listen?"
• "I dream of the perfect companion ~ too bad that's all it is at the moment."
• "I'm so tired of hearing about how quirky and wonderful I am...and it changing to how quirky and awful I am..."
• "Why am I leaning toward anarchism? Let me put it this way: this is supposed to be the land of the free, right? Well, how free can a person be when they're too busy worried whether they're going to have enough money to pay their income tax? How free can a person be when someone in a distant place, who hasn't even met the person in question, decides what is best for them? How can we be free when we've been trained to not think for ourselves?"
• "I heard a man the other day talking about how he is against abortion. How the hell can he know? I say: if you can't experience it, then you shouldn't be making decisions about it. Until a man can carry a baby and birth it, I don't think he shouldn't be telling a woman how to conduct her business. Um- hmmm..."
• "Damn...I'd like to turn him into a homebody for a while...and yes, I would love some fries with that shake...hehehehehe"