I'm in one of those weird places in life where there is SO MUCH going on that instead of writing about it I just don't say anything. (I used to get like that when I kept real actual journals too.) I am an engineer: I'm a left brained, logical thinker and I like having time to process things. These days things just keep happening and I have no time to process any of it. It feels like this all started a lifetime ago when I got laid off. In reality I got laid off BARELY 2 months ago. 2 months! I think I've had to make more decisions in the last 2 months than I did in the 2 years before that.
Things still feel a little surreal, and if Brian didn't get up and go to work every morning I might believe this is just a vacation. Anyway, my point is I have a lot to write about and I'm getting around to it. I promise.
I totally understand the feeling of "too much". I miss you, by the way.
ReplyDeleteI don't know if living with Grandma is what we call "Vacation." JUST KIDDING! When I was growing up I always thought I needed therapy, and not just from Dad, but then I thought it would be WAY too complicated because I would have to start with "so then I was born..." There is just too much history that I would have to get through first. So, no therapy for me :) "Too much" to talk about
ReplyDeleteI consider large blanks in my journal a good sign because it means I was too busy living my life to actually sit down and write about it. Good thing we talk on the phone so I'm not missing these stories!
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