i do think you are allready there.
there meaning at the door of greatness.
your writing is amazing, and i simply adore your kind, sensative spirit. dont get down on yourself and where you think you should be vs. where you are in your life at this immediate second.
we are all in constant transition. its being at peace with that which is the tricky part.
i feel your pain with the work issue however. i am fiercely protective of my free time. i turn off the phone, and herm-out.

Welcome to the land of the confused, pick a direction at random none of them really go anywhere.

Prepared? Naaa - it's WAY overrated!

Stick with panic and running around without a plan, it'll be MUCh more fun!

and yeah, batchlor parties are usually alittle wilder than this one was. Oh well, get a bunch of late 40s old farts together and what do you get? crabs and icecream .

Don't worry too much about insanity. It's not all that bad. Trust me. Once you have learned to accept it at least.

"Isn't sanity just a one-trick pony anyway? I mean, all you get is that one trick, rational thinking, but when you're good and crazy, well, the sky's the limit!"

The Tick

You have to find your start. If you don't you'll be trapped in a pod waiting to change.

You haven't hit insanity.

this is a drive by comment....

i read your journal today, and then read back a few pages. chant "more wedgewood less work". spas can change your life, and a maid may help you too.

i, too, have a first waxing story.

congratulations on growing up. i was born here, still growing.

i did all of that here too. i moved back here two years ago.

i went to manning and bishop carroll, et vous?

ew, i moved back from coaldale, ab.

it was a good choice. see "most humbling moment" section of my profile.

The paper pile monster lives in my apartment and comes out when I'm not here. I'm not here alot. I need to be here more often so he doesn't have a chance to leave his little messes in the corners. Sneaky little effer.