Ten.One Thousand, Two Hundred & Eleven
No more wood. No more fire.
OMG, he’s wearing jeans.
These days will be gone before you know it.
We show up for a meeting that isn’t happening.
I will settle for this.
Sometimes, the only thing you can do is laugh.
They must think I am asleep. All I hear are creaking doors, feet thudding, hands in the ice machine.
This house, with its metal roof and the sound of the rain.
Gratitudes.
“All the ‘not readies,’ all the ‘I need time,’ are understandable, but only for a short while. The truth is that there is never a ‘completely ready,’ there is never a really ‘right time.’ As with any descent to the unconscious, there comes a time when one simply hopes for the best, pinches one's nose, and jumps into the abyss. If this were not so, we would not have needed to create the words heroine, hero, or courage.” - Women Who Run With the Wolves
