Dust
Three weeks are finally over. The past several weeks zoomed by like race cars and here I am, left in the middle of a swirling cloud of dust. Despite the dangers of an asthma attack, here I am, waiting for the dust to settle. Hoping to get a clearer view of things. I’ve got time in my hands again. Time that may be too short but nevertheless TIME. Time to be with family… To reconnect with people I’ve missed… To catch up on movies and cds and books and blogs… To watch marathons of House MD, Lost, Grey’s Anatomy, and CSI… To attend weddings… To get back what I’ve lost… To be all schmaltzy and nostalgic and finish my scrapbooks… To write more poetry (hopefully)… To do insane things… To finally go on an out-of-town trip… To recharge… To pray… To think and rethink and think some more… Ah, the joy (and horror) of having time in your hands. Hopefully, by the time I’m done, the dust would have settled. And finally, I can breathe again.
November 14th, 2005 at 8:22 am
breathe dear…breathe…