where’s my time?
Sunday, October 28th, 2007I mean, where is the time? My time? My writing time. Beading time. Loafing around time. GONE baby gone, time is gone!The point, really, is that I miss you terribly. I’m so tired, very stressed and wishing for what the locals call “down time.” (Life locals, that is.)
In 10 years, I’m sure I’ll be glad I did this; at some point near the end of my life, I will be karma-cally glad that I did this. But it’s remained tense. I keep thinking, “Acceptance is the answer,” hoping that if I can just adopt acceptance as my mainstay, the annoying behaviors won’t be annoying. But then I get so annoyed that I forget to be accepting. It’s a double whammy. Possibly a catch-22. At the very least, it’s headache inducing.
M. is not in his happy place. The overall mood here is not cheery. Nobody is happy. Well, possibly Frieda is happy because now she has a person listening to her all day long.
Oh, did I mention that I think I might be selfish? Damn me!
Let me insert this lovely image from my garden. Perhaps this will divert your attention from my potentail potential selfishness.
(All about me? Never!)
Anyway… I’m babbling.
So goodnight.
Blogged with Flock
![[Valid RSS]](http://felinewarrior.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/valid-rss.png "Validate my RSS feed")
