So over the last month I’ve been in the fast lane…of life that is. I mean I was cruising. Being the control freak… err, I mean Nervous-Nellie I am, I was unexpectedly thrilled in my ability to hang on and as they say just enjoy the ride. As you can imagine that isn’t my natural disposition. Generally, I am fretting and asking, “Where are we going?” “How long until we’re there?” as well as insisting to “Slow down!” “Not now”… to put it mildly I’m not the best travel companion. So back to my sudden fast-track, well it ended. Almost as abruptly as it began. The whole experience was pretty frenzied and conflict/road blocks were everywhere however I was unyielding. It was like I had this “goodbye cruel world, I’m off to bigger and better things” bumper sticker".
Now here I am back at the station waiting for my departure… No sympathy required; it was wonderful and exciting and exhausting. Decidedly I won’t fret about what caused things to seemingly halt because maybe they didn’t and it’s my perspective that is skewed. Though for a minute there I was on the edge of my seat with that antsy oh-oh-pick-me-pick-me-oh-me-me expression.
Now here I am back at the station waiting for my departure… No sympathy required; it was wonderful and exciting and exhausting. Decidedly I won’t fret about what caused things to seemingly halt because maybe they didn’t and it’s my perspective that is skewed. Though for a minute there I was on the edge of my seat with that antsy oh-oh-pick-me-pick-me-oh-me-me expression.
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