Right this very second:
-a train is passing
-olive oil is in my ear.
-people are sleeping.
-my right leg is falling asleep
-my nose is itchy
-I have nothing better to do than think about the tiny things that happen every second of my day.
-I am nervous about the very near future
-I have someone on my mind. No, not them.

I worry that once I stop planning, for camp, for Australia, for school next year, for this play, for camping, for a career, for a birthday party, for reading week, for my new apartment, for all the events that arise, I will go insane. Yet it drives me insane.