I made a commitment to sit down for 45 minutes and get serious and honest about what I’m doing with my life and what I want to do with my life and what my options are and who the hell has been putting limits on me (that would be me) and who has been lying to me about my options (again, that would be me).
So I arrived home and announced I was going to bed early.
Then a series of events took place involving a dog fight and a husband already in deep pain and stressed out kids and mother-in-law and I ended up with about four hours of sleep, no writing, and that sinking feeling as I walked into my office at 9:00 once again having done nothing to unstick myself from this place I am so stuck in.
So here’s an unedited, quickly written post from the parking lot of Taco Bell. Just to say hi. Just to put something out there. Just to prove I can show up.