Last week, Michael was able to come to Kansas City to spend some time with me, though I had to work. Work's been great; exhausting, but really, really great. Now that the climax of retail season is over, I'm hoping that when I return in just over a week (yay for a vacation), I'll have some time to do some more organizing, and making things more, "my own."
I'm not sure what it is about every time I visit Boston, but I never feel like I have a niche that I can settle into and get comfortable. Perhaps if Molly was here, I had some of my things, and my own space to keep them, that might make a difference. I never belonged to Rochester except for an education, but I made it, "my own." I wonder what I'm really missing. It's strange to feel like I'm, "waiting-for-the-next-thing-to-happen." For instance, sitting around and wondering what I should do with myself, or what Michael and I will be off to do next. Evidently, I've unconsciously owned the role of guest/visitor. That's really not what I want to be. So now I ask, how do I change? Barack, will you please lend me some advice?
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Miami? Sounds heavenly! Enjoy!
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