Whoosh…

That whoosh is the sound of life rushing by me. I mean, I guess it's carrying me along with it. But still. Work is heating up quickly, which is good but takes some real adjusting to. It feels much more structured than anything I've done in a long time. Which is good, or at least … Continue reading Whoosh…

Control

I have turned out to be a controlling old hag. I won't give details 'cause it doesn't matter, but over and over this year, I've had to notice my own tendency to want to manage how other people live their lives. Um, particularly all these people I live with. It's how I manage my anxiety. … Continue reading Control