And deeper still.
This week I find myself floundering, just a little. I had a weekend of restoration and rejuvenation, and that seems to be draining what is (hopefully) the last of this abcess known as baggage/issues…
I keep marvelling at the fact that little random tidbits of my life pop up in the front of my brain these days. It feels like purging myself of garbage I didn’t even know I was carrying with me. I hope to God that this is not what “your life passing before your eyes” looks like to people. I’d rather knock it out now, and have a peaceful passing later.
BUT (you knew that was coming, right?) – it hurts.
So far, no poetic statement for this. Just riding the wave, still. Riding it out.
Blessings to you all.