Little Drive in Snow

Today was longer than I wanted to work - it's a busy time of year and I feel rushed and unbalanced. 

the drive home was dark and snowy. 

Cant always get what you want

I can't rest and I feel I am running on a treadmill, life is passing while I sit at my desk. The space is getting small and more real. I feel frustrated and want to live in the moment. I miss blogging .... my skin misses feeling youthful.

Youth is something is left my face, I no longer look youthful but middle aged. Strange to say, in two years I will be 40, coming up to a life half lived. I guess I feel my life is currently half lived. Struggling to live in the moment. I want more time, more time to be free.

My heart misses you blog, I miss writing and being creative. I strongly want freedom. I want to wander .... how do I become this person and do I want to become this type of person. My work is full of benchmarks and I feel they are poison. I feel do not measure up. What is holding me back from living. Why I am so afraid to stop and breath.

Georgia is sleeping near the fire, her snoozing drifting in and out. She's peaceful and happy to be feed.

In my Life

Dear Face,

When I did lose you beauty? When did you say good bye?
Can you kiss me again,
Hold to me again, say I'm still beautiful
Whisper to me, your whole - your loved
Give me warm regards, before you leave me forever.