Sometimes I sit and think about being skinny, organized, and calm. Then I get stressed out about the fact that I'm not skinny, organized, or most of all, calm. I'm sure if I were skinny and organized I'd be calmer and if I were calmer I'd be skinnier and more organized! I'm kind of stuck in a weird bog and though there are ropes close-by to help me out, I don't know which one to pick; which one will be strong enough to pull me out...all the way out without breaking when I'm just about to the edge and plunging back in. So instead of trying one, I sink deeper with each moment of indecision.

I know I just have to decide which rope to grab and maybe if it's not the strongest one, it will get me far enough out to have the confidence to grab another just as that one is about to break so even if I do slip back toward the bog, I may not fall quite as far before starting up again.

So, which one to pick? Hmmm.....think I'll pick.....this one! :)