“Men for the sake of getting a living forget to live. ” ~Margaret Fuller
In my haste with my last post I think I mentioned something about Seattle but not that I had been in New Orleans right before that or that I threw a party right before that I or that I was in Denver right before that. Or did I? I don’t know. Either way, it feels as if Foursquare (somewhere Liz G. is cringing) and Twitter have been my only lifelines to the Internet. Other than that I’ve been kind of AWOL because I still have no new computer and I hate the one I’m using and I’ve been all around the country and I’d really just like some peace and quiet in my life. Either that or just a few moments to focus on things that are really important to me that I haven’t been able to get a handle on. Like a website redesign that continues to be stalled or the wine I’m supposed to be talking about or the book I should have reviewed three weeks ago or the post I need to have written by Sunday. I should be helping to plan a party and getting ready for New York and instead I feel that what I really want to be doing I can’t do and I am unable to make time for…well…anything.
I’m bleh. And other things…the unmentionables.
Oh yes, that list. Thank you for sharing what you won’t blog about and like a lot of you work talk is a no no. Then there’s money talk (making it, spending it…it’s embarrassing) then there’s my sex life. Or lack thereof. And I’ve backed away from discussing my relationships with other people because that’s between us and not me, that person and the Internet. Everything else I’m pretty open to, at least I think. I dunno…maybe.
Fuck, I should have just titled this post “I dunno…maybe” because that is how I’m feeling right now. All out of sorts and in need of getting back to my groove and unsure of what comes next. I feel as if I’m on the cusp of something – maybe – but I’m waiting for something. I’m not sure what but give me a moment. Please.
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HUG! I hear you, sister.
Oooo, I love these moments. Mine always end big. Can’t remember who, but someone once said – “life is a big canvas, throw all the paint you can at it”. Good luck!
What? You have wine to talk about and you’re not talking? Do tell. Also, if you drink enough of it, you might just find you’re willing to talk about all kinds of things.
New Orleans AND Seattle?? It’s like you’re taking the life and times of Angela tour of the country. Just hit up Little Rock and you’ll have the hat trick
Now, let’s hear about those books…
The Messy Middle. I think that’s how Jen Lemen described it this week. I’m there, too. My blog and my photostream have been dark for a month now. Weary, unsure, and uninspired am I. I hope you find your way through soon.
Love the pop of color, dare I say the new design looks kicky and hopeful?