Where shall my wand'ring soul begin? Well, here I am again.
I don't think I've ever started a year with a more empty feeling. Maybe that's not the right word. It's more of a nomadic feeling. A pilgrim. I have to condition myself to being around people again; usually for the first day or so, they make my skin crawl, but after that, things usually don't go too badly. I still fear for my own inadequacy though; some things are not assuaged by time.
The lovely view outside my window includes..a dumpster! I'm only on the second floor of a 12-story building too. What a downer. At least it's easy to take the stairs.
2:41:06 PM 
|
