The Business of Life seems to be a Crossroads…. I’ve been a bad blogger lately, not posting.
Folks, I’m sorry about not being attentive but the truth of the matter is that I’ve been really tired. Frustrated with a capital F. A drift.
I usually have an opinion. A direction. A fabulous edge. Some chutzpah.
The twinkle seems to have taken a break lately. Not that I don’t know what to write, I have ideas but it’s in the intersection of execution and time that have been on differing planes and not intersecting. It’s like the drunk test, you know the one, where you close the eyes and try to bring your two index fingers together… except you don’t. Or can’t. They keep missing.
And I’m sober.
Perhaps I’m hitting bottom. (Does one know “Heeeeyyy THIS is bottom!” ’cause I’m not feeling it.)
I think I might just start writing about what I want in my life.
Perhaps that will help me figure out a path.