Out of necessity, widely defined, I am moving out of the house on 16th street and into an apartment. Terrible timing, emotionally wounding, physically exhausting, and mentally taxing. My soul and head feel clearer and better having made the decision, but it makes not one of the details or realities any easier. I am sad, and I say "sad" because I haven't a better descriptor, and have all kinds of wishes. My mind is full of "what if?"s and "maybe..."s. But it's far past time for those, and I am stickin' to it. It WILL be better for me, for us, and that is what matters.
Anybody have an extra frying pan?
2 comments:
Larkin! How do I add you as a friend?
lark. I am thinking of you! portland needs you. come visit, please?
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