and I don't think it compares to now. A whole new horde of nuts (sack o' nuts?) for my whole new Life Perspective.
In my commitment to sending my spawn to therapy for entirely new reasons (instead of recycling mine), I've decided to add some new reasons to my own list (instead of recycling my old ones). As happens in my *right now* Ms. Mary Sunshine world view, I rarely see the actual details required to have the world the way I want it to be. Yes, I'm on this side of the river and I need to be over there. Let's Go! Now! I can see where I need to be, I can even visualize myself there. No poof? Whattaya mean there's a process!? Diving headlong almost seems it's own coping mechanism. Plotting and planning and preparation are not my forte, dealing in the moment works. Works better if there are actual tools of the plotting, planning and preparation type available. I just know it. So in the throes of P3Absence, I'm seeking the tools I need to adjust, manipulate perhaps, my environment (the choir) to support where it is I am, like really am and seek the tools that will build my bridge to the place I actually want to go. Hiding in the cave does not get the bridge built. I'm just realizing that. The cave's comfy though, just so ya know.
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Enjoy the Journey...
"Diving headlong almost seems it's own coping mechanism."
wow. that's my "duh" moment for the day.
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