A makeover is coming, so bear with me. I got a new image that I just love and want to use. You can see it already inserted above, but obviously, there are bugs to work out. I'll get there.
There are always bugs to work out. In every life, changes happen. Mine is no different. I have to adjust things, take measurements, move things around, and move things out. I think change has to happen; we have not choice. If you never sweep the floor, dust will bury you, and eventually, the place will rot.
I've been moving things around a long time. When my life unraveled last year, I attempted to move things. I assumed life would get better. Something. I don't know what. I was looking for what I had lost. I didn't find it. In fact, I just opened up old wounds and made new ones. I hurt in my body, mentally, and spiritually. I cried a lot. Some nights I didn't sleep.
This week I realized that all the effort I was applying to making things work was likely wasted. That hurt in a special way I won't describe.
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