So we are currently having a snow storm. It’s blowing like crazy. Kind of pretty really Even at this stage of winter.
The last few days have been fairly uneventful. Uneventful in an emotional/mental way. I’ve spent time with friends. I ‘ve gone out of the house even. Wow. But things inside are pretty calm. It always makes me wonder if a storm is brewing. Past experience tells me that it won’t last, this calmness. I guess that isn’t really a healthy way to think, but there it is.
I haven’t written or spoken about the memories yet. Maybe the insiders are in hiding knowing I’m considering doing this. I’m supposed to be trying to communicate more with them. Maybe the timing of everything is too wonky. I feel… unsettled. That’s a good word. Just plain unsettled.