|happiness in intelligent people|
Thu Feb 28 08 / 1:40 PM
I have been unemployed for a month and, except for the initializing act, it is my decision. I am getting so many things done that I had put off for years. But I am still not getting anything real done. There is this feeling that I have a certain but unknown amount of other things to do first before I can focus on the future. Thoughts like that unbuoy my spirits, let them drift towards the dark edge of a year ago, so I watch these ropes attached to Rolf, my family, my friends, myself, and see they keep tight.