I just read a post on Avril's blog about obsessing. Not that I am anywhere near her level of OC-ness, but I do know how to obssess, and when that happens, I normally do not stop until the obsession is satisfied.

I am afraid that I am obsessing about these details in my life. Perhaps I am being too inflexible? Perhaps I am expecting too much out of life and people?

I know I have it good, in a sense, but I can't help but wonder what it would be like if I had it better. Classic grass is greener way of thinking, huh?

I think I'll be better off reading Clapton's autobiography. Maybe I'll start obsessing about something more realistic, like learning to play the guitar well or something.