These days, this feels a little like pulling teeth.
I could chalk it up to a bit of a slump in my quiet-life. The part of me that has time to think, breathe, reason, analyze, reflect, and observe. Or maybe it's the social-life. The part of me that feels the need to express, share, talk, and communicate.
Or maybe it's neither, because both in my everyday life (the one I'm actually living) seem to be alive and well. I can sit for three hours with women I care about deeply, on a Wednesday night, and share. I can find my mind and my heart wandering into wonderful places on my drives to and from work. I am thinking, always thinking. Dreaming of really grand things and feeling tugs on my heart that I haven't felt in so long.
But I don't know how to write about it here. Or at least, I haven't for the last week or so.
I'm sorry I can't be more transparent right now, but I hope to be soon.
I could chalk it up to a bit of a slump in my quiet-life. The part of me that has time to think, breathe, reason, analyze, reflect, and observe. Or maybe it's the social-life. The part of me that feels the need to express, share, talk, and communicate.
Or maybe it's neither, because both in my everyday life (the one I'm actually living) seem to be alive and well. I can sit for three hours with women I care about deeply, on a Wednesday night, and share. I can find my mind and my heart wandering into wonderful places on my drives to and from work. I am thinking, always thinking. Dreaming of really grand things and feeling tugs on my heart that I haven't felt in so long.
But I don't know how to write about it here. Or at least, I haven't for the last week or so.
I'm sorry I can't be more transparent right now, but I hope to be soon.
3 comments:
I love that you & Cliff dream big dreams together. I'm not sure I've ever felt I was allowed to dream much. Always something holding me back...dreams these days include a laundry room and a window in my bathroom.
We all have slow writing periods...some longer than others. I'm fairly certain mine has everything to do with my hormones every 23rd day!
I'm looking forward to tomorrow night!
I'm sorry that I'll miss...again. Seeing that it's Ash Wednesday, we'll be at church. And go figure...next Weds. is one of our best friends' b-day dinner party...There are just not enough days in the week.
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