Hello Lovelies! This morning my mind is on my schedule, as one would expect it to be on a Monday. BUT I'm not thinking about time in a regimented, linear way, like the majority of people I know. Since I was an infant, spending the first 3 months of my life in an incubator in a hospital, I've been DYS-regulated; my schedule has been to eat and sleep and be productive whenever I felt the time had come:) This makes it particularly difficult as (technically) an adult. I can hardly call myself "part of normal society--" at least not for many, many years. Until my late 30s, I stuck to my non-routine. I ate and slept and worked as I saw fit, and took pains not to worry about what other people, particularly my peers, were doing. I hated the question "what fills your day?" There was no good answer. I had no set schedule at all. If I thought about it too long, I'd end up getting down on myself for not being at a certain life stage, or having accomplished a cer...