Who am I?

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.