Taking a moment
Tonight, after I parked my car in the street and checked between the houses for our stalker dude, I realized that this is my favorite time of year. I've been so preoccupied trying to figure out the vast span of my role where I work, that I'm forgetting things like apples, pumpkins, Halloween, crisp cool air and colorful, falling leaves. I've been living to make it through the day, every day, hoping that a deluge of escalated issues doesn't interfere with my other obligations that it all ends well and as far as I know, it has.
I'm all consumed with a lack of comfort and filled with a feeling of precariousness that has sucked every ounce of everything out of me. I remind myself to exhale, but I do so in a way that ensures I'll keep my balance. Sometimes I feel everything is alright but I fear this feeling is fleeting and false. I know what lies ahead. More. Plenty more. More obligations. More responsibility. More issues.
So, before I went back inside to seal myself in covers and pillows, I dismissed everything momentarily and opened my arms and took a deep breath or that crisp silent air I've longed for.
