Day 15....These are all very rough drafts, just so you know.

I am running out of steam.
I feel i have nothing left,
although that cannot really be true.
I have 50 years of living
to write about.
There is still a lot of good stuff,
and bad stuff,
to write about.
There is still stuff that made me angry
and stuff that made me happy,
or sad
to write about.
There are those "fun" high school years,
the first time in college during the late 80's
and getting married,
and being a mom with three kids
to write about.
I have to get it all in order,
make my lists,
put it all in a timeline,
give me fodder,
give me ideas,
​to write about.