*laughing* Welcome to my drowsy, angsty, lost-in-the-moment world.

So much to write, so few words and even fewer free moments. The last two months have been difficult, tentative and enlightening. I take life for granted. I want it to hurry and fall into its proper place. That is not life. So why, for all my sadness and woes, can't I see what I need to see. Comfort is a closed and safe place for me. A place I can be more like me. My comforts have been snapped away and I am left with a feeble grasp on who or what I am...and an even looser handle on how to gain my true sense of self. If this all sounds like jibberish...it probably is. Too serious, I am. Need to work on that. I will add it to the list.