Er, no.
What I need - or believe I need, being aware that these things shift like smoke - is more time. Or at least the right kind of time.
Me time - but with the contentment to relish it rather than toppling mindlessly into activity... or realising that I'm bored and it's ages until supper time.The question at the top of this post is a prompt from Vonnie who is cheerleading a month of blog posts.
