Is your head full of plans?
My head is always full of plans!
Plans to do the washing,
write poems,
and "where the hell are the delivery men?"
Stuff like that!
They spin around like the clothes in my new tumble dryer.
I'm very excited about my new tumble dryer!
One plan somehow clambers to the top of the pile,
and grabs my attention
so I start down the road,
of following that particular plan
and I forget all those other plans,
those that were previously tumbling around my head.
So what happend to all those other plans,
the ones that were previously,
filling my head,
the ones I forgot,
like - your plans to do the washing,
write poems,
and "where the hell are the delivery men?"
You become engrossed, following that one particular plan,
it was something you hadn't previously planned for,
and you forgot all the others - for now anyway,
until the tumble dryer in your head starts up again,
and another plan somehow clambers to the top of the pile,
and off we go again!
Oh why must life be so complicated?!