You ever get the feeling that you're on the verge of something good? I've been having brain blocks lately... the kind that prevent me from completing full tasks, or writing something meaningful. It's like I'm on the cusp but can't quite get over.
So, I'm writing... just writing it out until something clicks.
Hmmm... What's new with me? I have a new roommate. Well, she's not so new anymore. Lol. She moved into my apartment 4 months ago and so far so good. God has a way of placing the people you need in your life at the right time. After the foolishness I was dealing with before, I needed a roomie who was ready to be an adult. She's a true friend, honest even when it's not convenient and, most importantly, she's grown a** woman... and I needed that. Grateful.
I've been writing a lot this semester. For now, though it's time consuming work, I'm relishing in the opportunity to do something I absolutely love (and make money doing it) for the first time in my life. Grateful.
My love life is... well...I've fallen head over heels for Brooklyn all over again. He is nurturing me, teaching me and protecting me. I love him and he loves me back, tenderly and imperfectly. Every now and then, we get into these huge blow outs... the kind that make me consider leaving him for another more familiar city. But then a cool breeze blows the smell of fresh fallen leaves across my face and I'm stuck... happily stuck. And grateful.
Hmmm... I guess I'm just grateful. Life is moving in the right direction with very little prompting from little ole me. So maybe it's not that I'm on the verge of something good, I'm actually in the midst of it... 'Tis my season, I suppose. Blessed even though I'm a hot mess. :-)
P.S. -- I swear, writing is therapeutic. Whew!
