it's not as bad as it sounds...it's actually funny.  i was just in the local healthfood store, and as i was passing by the meat section, i saw a little girl, jumping up and down, grinning and clapping, saying to her mother in delight: "Yay! Dead chickens!  Yay!"  in that moment, i chuckled to myself at how funny that sounded, but it got me to thinking about how something that could so easily be scarey or gross, was fun and happy to this little girl.  i was inspired.  by dead chickens.  i've been to meeting after meeting this week, wedged between co-writing appointments and business dinners.  emails  and voicemails aren't returned and i haven't had a chance to go to the gym.  i find myself daydreaming about actually having a minute to wash the dishes in the sink and how fun that would be to feel in order.  my guilt over not being able to do even more in the hours i have in the days seems to have overpowered me lately.  but, what if i turn it around and decide i'm going to love it, be grateful, and jump up and down and clap at it.  i think i will.  oh, and is it ironic that after i saw that little girl, i ate chicken curry without a second thought?