Thursday, March 05, 2009

I opened my window this morning

I needed the sun to shine yesterday, and it did.
I ran, ,walked the dog, managed a night without fussing with the boys.

The bank approved the refinance; now I can do it on my own.
He still has a responsibility; he should pay what he owes,
but I don't need him.

Nothing is as dire as it seems at the time.

I'm trying to let loose, relax and kay sera sera...

Whatever..

My days are really pretty sweet, if I can just look past the obstacles.

I get to write, read, and create all day If I want, I get to choose.

yeah, I get to choose,...

6 comments:

furiousBall said...

and that my friend is what I would argue is the path towards finding meaning...

“Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of his life is, but rather must recognize that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.”

Rainbow dreams said...

and choice is precious...
am pleased you had some let up from it all, Katie

Jonas said...

I can sense the relief all the way from here.

SFDH said...

Yep, me, too.

lu said...

Furuious one, sometimes I just want someone else to be responsible for taking out the trash. That would be nice.

Rainbow, thanks, me too.

Jonas, I hope you're getting some

Dave, Word.

paulwchambers said...

choice is the greatest gift we are given... real poverty is when that gift is taken from us