Notice Anything Different?
I put the Red Stapler on hiatus and made a new header. I realized the stapler was a symbol of my oppression as an office worker, and I’m not feeling oppressed anymore, so – onward.
And anyway, I had to do SOMETHING. I’m in a funk, I’ll admit it. I have been dragging my sorry butt through the days, just getting through everything, none of it particularly enjoyable.
I hate to say it, because on the surface everything is ok and the same and fine. I’m so blessed in so many ways, and I remind myself of that all day long. But underneath…blah. I don’t feel like doing anything.
Still, the other day I felt something stirring way down deep, like a little tightened-up fern uncurling and reaching out in the spring time. Still fragile, still wrapped up, but a possibility of some growth and change.
I don’t know what it will be or where I’m going. But that little ferny feeling is what I’m hanging onto.