Wish upon a star

Months ago I wished that I would be able to write again; I hadn't written a line for weeks at that point, and until a week ago I was in the same position.

Three weeks ago I noticed myself becoming more irritable, stressed, unable to sleep through the night. I was convinced it was graduation/graduate school stress - until one day when I found myself staring blankly at my desktop, wondering what I was doing with myself. I opened one of my manuscripts, and suddenly found myself swept away once again into the world that had once blossomed before me, then slammed the door and shut me out.

Be careful what you wish for, make sure to know yourself clearly enough to know when you're longing to follow dreams rather than the plow, and do not give yourself extra hours at the plow when what you really need is a pen and paper and some quiet time in which to write.

My life is still unresolved and full of questions. But I know for a fact that I can accomplish all that I desire to, even if time and sweat and tears must all be spent first. The turn in the road is approaching and I must tie up all the loose ends so that I may venture on to the next leg of my journey.

the perfect Saturday morning

I woke late, and revelled in the fact that I did not need to get up, but was getting up because I wanted to.
My tv is broadcasting HGTV and all of the silly, amusing antics of television carpenters.
I am now in bed, with a bowlful of sugar-free strawberry jello, and am about to read some of my favorite childhood books online in ebook form.
I have magnanimously allowed myself to skip working out today on the condition that I absolutely work out tomorrow.
Later today, I must start looking for a graduation dress and shoes, and then I have work at 8 pm.
Without doubt or contradiction, a perfect Saturday morning!