We're on the home stretch of this here NaBloPoMo dealio and I wish I had some good juicy stuff for y'all. I have new respect for folks like Karen and Barry who post every day no matter what.
I have been letting myself get too wrapped up in my own little internal drama. On the one hand, I've been acting on my own behalf in ways that I have been downright afraid to do in the past, and I'm surprised and proud of myself. On the other hand, I spend too much time up in my head spinning around with "what if" and "I wonder" and, most dangerous of all, "I hope." It provides a wonderful distraction for a relatively boring time at work, and gives me fodder for conversation, but it takes up all this space in my brain that might be better used elsewhere. It's complicated by my ever-changing sense of self, and my sense of place now that I'm settling in here in PT. It's really complicated by the fact that I keep asking myself "what do you want?" and getting the wrong answer. My heart is calling out to me in new ways.
Meanwhile my parents have 3 inches of snow at their house. This might not seem unusual to you Midwestern or Northeastern folks, but here in the Puget Sound region it NEVER snows in March. Do you hear that weather gods? NEVER!
The best thing, though, is that Phil will be here in a few hours.
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