I've been caught in a whirlwind of goodness and not so goodness and there's so much going on I've been unable to stop and think. For the past two days I've been sick and had to settle down. A wonderful thing has happened as a result: glimmers of a story (that until now have appeared in quick bursts of half-memory, half-make-believe only to fade as soon as I re-focus back on the insanity of my working life) have become concrete. I'm mining past moments to tease it all out, but it is happening.
I must work again today - despite the holiday. Crazy/un-fun deadlines press down on me and add a tension to my shoulders I cannot fully describe.
But - it is happening. I must stay in this zone and allow this story to unfold. I must believe that a day is coming where I can focus only on this. Until then, I will be at one end of counterbalance, far from the fulcrum. (Image via.)