So it’s been a while since I have posted anything. I have written a few things here and there, but it seemed like posting meant leaving an opening I wasn’t willing to expose. Well, all that seems to be shot to hell now.
Life has been extremely hectic the past few months. There is a lot going on and at times I’m having issues keeping up. For the most part things are really good and I’m pretty satisfied with the progress in everything except my personal fitness goals. It’s been a rough Spring and early Summer health wise- but that’s simply the result of burning the candle at both ends for far too long. I’m working on that in small steps.
So back to being disturbed- I got a postcard in my mailbox on Friday. As soon as I saw it I knew exactly who it was from and generally what the message on the flip side would be. Really- how many times have I heard that, right? I was right on track with a few exceptions which I learned after the fact, both of which are disturbing. It has nothing to do with the Corona’s or the sunburn- which I have to admit I’m a little jealous of. But that’s only because I desperately need a vacation.
First of all, I guess I should say congratulations? Or maybe good luck is a better choice? I’m wondering (and betting) that this is another in a long line of “pull your head out of your ass” moments. Maybe it seemed like a good thing at the time? Curious as to what the rest of (or real) story might be.
Knowing what I know has me shaking my head even more so. I guess this is what a psychic must experience- knowing something “bad” is going to happen while being powerless to change the outcome.
Disturbing, that’s what resonates in my head. Hopefully this has a happy ending and I’m wrong- I’d be OK with that.
