I'm thinkin' of you, I'm thinkin' of you...

It's a grey, cold day in Knoxville, I tell you what, groundhogs notwithstanding.
I'm on the phone with the Sevier County Sheriff's Department, speaking with the sweetest little lady...she's having trouble locating the incident report I need. She has "gone to look."

I appreciate organization, order, planning, logistical successes, jobs well done, determination, obstacles overcome and problems solved, so much, and I just  now realized it. Weird huh. I even love the process of organizing the obstacles to be overcome, making plans for doing the jobs well, and thinking about the problems to be solved. I love the whole damn process, and I feel slightly bereft in life if I don't have things of this nature to chew on. Maybe that's why I like cigarettes. Nervous slightly bereft energy gone vastly awry.