It’s been a while since I’ve actually written a blog. I’ve sat down to write, I’ve even started new blogs, no name anonymous blogs with titles like “manifesting discontent”, and still the words didn’t come. I’ve been feeling very enthusiastic and inspired lately. It isn’t that nothing is going on, it’s the opposite really. I feel almost ready to make choices, real choices, choices about how to die and how to live. I feel like a little toy car, the kind you move back and forth then let go and watch it zoom. My wheels are spinning and I feel at times like I’m not getting anywhere, but have you ever tried to just push one of those little cars without reving them up? They go a short distance and then tip over – they need to be reved up, and sometimes the longer the better.
