(please excuse typos)
i want to write more. I need to write more. i mean to write more.
yet, i never log on here and do it. awful. how can someone unemployed be so busy?? So much going through my mind these days... i wish I could blog from my phone... then internet connection wouldn't matter, location wouldn't matter, battery (nonexistent) charge on the laptop wouldn't matter. which leads me to the thought: none of it really does matter. not to be Debby-Downer or anything. seriously though, the important things in your life are the things you make time for. so lately, that's been three girlfriends in different states, one in this state, and my family... and starting a part time job while hoping for a response of any sort from the 'elusive-benefitsincluded-job' and home repairs. ... ... OH. Okay, I *am* busy. ha.
Also, getting caught up on podcasts from the old church (the only one I've ever been comfortable in thus far) and *trying* to stay on top of my Morning Pages. (The Artist's Way)
Yikes. so yeah, this whirlwind is crazy and I'll aim to write more. promise. :)
~Z
