I am a hungry, indecisive girl.
I wonder if I make milkshakes, will all the boys come to my yard?
I hear Hawaii calling, no, screaming my name.
I see Busch Stadium and the Gateway Arch waving me over to join them.
I am a hungry, indecisive girl.
I pretend I don't care about the numbers
I feel like highschoolers need naptime and snack time more than kindergarteners.
I touch a pencil, a paint brush, and a blank canvas
I worry that time will continually speed up and eventually and inevitably race off without me
I cry at mankind
I am a hungry, indecisive girl.
I don't understand, nor do I want to
I say be nice.
I dream of traveling and trying food everywhere on God's green earth.
I try to be consistent but rarely succeed
I hope my children appreciate good music as much as I do.
I am a hungry, indecisive girl.
