This is why I moved here, I remind myself, spading dirt out of the hole.

What a good feeling, to realize that my life is going according to plan. Here I am in our yard, planting shrubs in the front beds.

Maybe life is better when you regularly use a wheel barrow.

Am I dying, going to heaven?

This week I'll start a new job. I'm going to be working in a bistro, serving food and lots of coffee. Organic food, Fair Trade coffee.

Slowly but surely, my lifestyle is synchronizing with my beliefs. Cognitive dissonance dies a bit everyday.