Last week, as we were celebrating Kimberly's 28th birthday, Kelly had a brainstorm. While she was in Hawaii, I should stay at her place! This seemed ideal, as my roommates have a friend coming into town on Wednesday. At first I told her no thanks, but then I told her I would think about it. This weekend I was too much inside my head and I decided a little vacation on Wall Street would be in order.
Sometimes you just need some time to allow the voices in your head to fight it out. Especially when hormones are involved. The fighting then becomes knock-down drag-out. And I think that's what I need to encourage. I need some time to allow the voices in my head to really duke it out, and hopefully, whichever one is victorious will be the one that guides me to come clarity and peace of mind. I'm looking for the motivation to make things happen. I'm looking for some hope. So, I'll be here on Wall Street, a cold, dark, forbidding area, not too far from where the Towers once stood, the heartbeat of American commerce for the next week. I will go to work, I will go to the gym, and I will try not to despair when I hear my own voice asking How the Hell Did I Get Here?
And now what will I do?
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