I had plans to go to bed early, but the next day found me again before I had a chance to sleep. I have been trying to process all the recent events, but it feels like more just keeps getting added to my plate before I have had enough time to digest my last bite.
The indigestion and anxiety had me all twisted up inside. Note to self, don’t read spicy emails right before bed.
I kid you not, I had this very thought: How great would it be if the word of the day was precipice? Then I could write one heck of a blog.
Well, be careful what you wish for. I opened up the reader list this morning and couldn’t believe what I saw. I doubt this will ever happen again.
Was I fated to write about this precipice I am teetering on? What if I’m not ready?
There are so many decisions…
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