NEW BLOG - MY LIFE IN TWO BAGS
NEW BLOG - MY LIFE IN TWO BAGS
Taking Time to Calm the Panic
I’m still in cocoon stage with this one. Big parts of me want to crack the cocoon wide open and go back to being a happy, fat caterpillar. Bigger parts of me can’t wait to see how I’ll emerge this time.
Language Barriers
I was feeling incredibly lonely and disconnected at the time, and I had been recognizing a sad and terrible trend in the minutia of life; that we all move through life with zombie-like repetition and complacency.
Virus Abound…and I Kind of Hate it Here
Somewhere between Croatia and France (and a dozen or so public networks), I managed to pick up a virus for my computer. Because, really, I needed the comradery of an electronic device with the flu for solidarity.
Living up to my Future Self
What in the hell am I doing? I am lost and terrified all the time. I am floundering through things I thought I wanted to do, and now that I am here, I just cringe in a hole and refuse to explore. I feel like I followed my intuition to get here, but where the hell is here, and where the hell is it taking me?
So Paris it is
When I awoke around 5 a.m., I hastily snatched my laundry from the washing machine and laid it out on the patio, urging it to please, please dry fast. And while draping my wet laundry across chairs and tables, I sent up a feeble plea to the universe at large. “I have no idea what I’m doing here. I am so lost, and I don’t know what to do or where to go. Please give me a hint, nudge in the right direction, please, please.”
