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road weary angel ~ march 22, 2001 - 6:30 p.m. I think I'm too tired to write anything coherent at the moment, but still... I can't seem to shake this diary habit. I've just been exhausted lately. still trying to shake this cold. still trying to unravel this big gray slippery knot of feelings in my chest, I swear that's how I see it, like a knot of giant gray nightcrawlers. mmmm, there's a tasty image, eh? I'm wondering if I should cancel the eastern leg of my tour and land back in santa cruz for a time. rest and meditate and find my way back to center. if only heather wasn't having that baby... but time moving as rapidly as it is and lack of money being what it is-- I may not have a choice. I'm just kind of hanging in right now, waiting to see what the right thing to do is. waiting for my direction to present itself. really, there's been tremendous goodness in my life lately. I'm just feeling so lost, and that's not a feeling I'm much used to anymore. if I didn't know better I'd feel like god has abandoned me. I do know better. so I squish the self-pity and remind myself about faith and sunrises. me and derek went and played in the big trees today. it was good. it was very good. I'm letting that be enough.
(((rings))) |