discombobulated
That seems to be the prevalent state of my mind these days. I feel antsy. I don’t want to be here, yet I have another month of sitting around waiting for the next step. Meanwhile, there are things that need tending to, that are not getting done… because I’m feeling antsy and discombobulated. It’s all so very circular. My family is not helping, simply by being around; even though they are not actually hovering, I feel like they are in my face, all the time. I need my space and breathing room, yet when I get a few hours of that, I just waste it away. I feel like my priorities are a little askew at the moment. There should be a way to organize all this new stuff going on in my life in a coherent, manageable way. Maybe because there’s been a whole lot of nothing for so long that with a spurt of activity and stuff, I get all disoriented, not sure what to focus on when. I need to do something about that, because I’m going to have a busy, busy year coming up and I also want to fully enjoy all the possibilities it is already suggesting. I need to shape up, get some discipline installed in my life, or else I’m going nowhere fast.









