alien drifter

I don't want to make anything anymore. I prefer to just think about it. Or maybe think about making something or maybe just think about things and write about them. I've been working on my summer dress for six months. I hope I get it done before the end of the summer. Writing may actually be making something. So maybe I don't want to do that either. Actually, I think it's the weather and I'd rather be sitting on the deck drinking a coffee-flavored beverage than getting ready to go to work.