In Limbo...

I'm in my head so I hit the blog.  It makes sense, can't really talk about it with anyone, don't really know what I really think or feel, so it goes out to the abyss.  Timing, she is a BITCH.  Moment, want to slap her and hug her all at the same time.  Feelings, you need to go back in the closet.  Need to get my head on straight, go back into the pool and hit the ground running. Don't want to, Moment she poked her head out and her side friend Intrigue joined in the pool party, but Reality is here and not going away. Wish they would all just meet before they try and make me figure out what Life is trying to tell me. I need to learn Life's language.  I keep getting lost in translation.

NewOrleans

New Orleans. For most people it's a drunkin blur with amazing food mixed in along the way. For this odd duck it's always the place I get my head back on straight. Maybe it's a city that's dizzy enough on it's own so I feel like I'm standing still. Must be the voodoo magic!