May 21, 2008
I’m off track again. I’m not writing consistently. The mornings are consumed with knitting, an active therapy, rather than with writing and trying to clear my head, form complete and useful thoughts, and I can’t figure out why. No, not that’s not true – the thoughts are there, but circumstances prevent taking any real action, moving forward, or even shifting. I’m tired of trying to figure out a way around any of this, either my perspective is completely stuck, or there really nothing to do but wait it out. Writing and thinking about it further isn’t helping, only making it worse.