It's getting late as I write this, swirls and loops in a notebook with black felt-tip pen (I can transfer all or part to my blog in the morning).
The house is dark; I see to write by candlelight. It's quiet, comforting.
Just a snapshot in time, a way to meditate over challenges large and small.
Another rough day, decisions made over my head that will affect my pocketbook. A rumor confirmed that will add pressure to an already tense situation.
The forces spin, lead to isolation, some loneliness.
So I write. I excise the demons in the one way I know keeps me sane.
I write them down.
Write them out.
I feel better already.
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3 comments:
You'll make it thru, T.
Everything we do, every decision we make (or that is made for us, in some cases) leads us to something better.
Keep yer head up.
Uncle E is so right.
Over the course of 18 yrs at a company, I made it thru something like 27 layoffs, 3 brand changes, 2 sales, a bankruptcy, and an emergence from bankruptcy, before I finally left. During that time I only made 2 conscious choices: to accept the job and to leave it. I was at the mercy of fate the whole time in between.
Well, you know you’ll be alright, regardless, right? And you’ll have a hell of a story to tell in the end ;-)
*humming the theme song from the MFA program*
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