Driving this morning to work, down a side road, watching the brown limbs of the trees pass against the blue sky, it felt like something was changing. The weather, again. Or is it really the weather?
My life has been full of changes as I've run full tilt through multiple cross country moves, grad school and finally, after some soul searching, a part time job.
It doesn't come through movement, through constant motion, but in deliberately making a choice to stop and change direction.
I'm not used to this feeling. Something inside me rises up and wants chaos, delights in a ruinous rush through and with things that hinder the world I want to make for myself.
Now, I tell this thing within "no." And I set myself to create my dreams, to live my dreams.
Like a hyacinth centerpiece.