Balance

Fall is coming. I can smell it in the air. It's cold this morning and I'm getting sad. Where did summer go? What in the world did I do to enjoy it?

The last eight months have been odd. Maybe one day I'll be able to look back at it all and make some sense of it but right now its meaning illusive. Somehow I was able to ride it out the season and not get too beat up... but maybe I went to the other extreme. Maybe I was in such denial about what was really going on that I wasn't pressed enough to make changes that were necessary.

But finally... finally I'm free. I can start to dream again. I can feel the possibilities crackling in the air like electricity. Crazy ideas may just become a reality and that makes me excited. It's been a long time since I've been excited about all this. It's refreshing.

But a lot needs to happen to turn crazy into reality. I've been telling myself that slacking off isn't an option, but neither is getting ridiculously stressed out. There must be a balance I can find somewhere....