So, here is this: wherever I am in my life, whatever path I
am currently on: I write.

I am working so hard to smile and appear to be “over it”
while my life is still shifting and changing. It feels like standing at the
beach. Right at the edge where the waves
recede and wash the sand from under my feet. The first few waves you feel the
sand slipping away. Then all of the
sudden I have to step forward, backwards, or sideways so I do not lose my balance
and fall down. As I shift away from the
intensity of the early days, I often feel as though I am failing. I just do not know which way to step first. I
feel like I have to re-enter the minutiae of life and I am failing.
So I write to leave myself a map, or develop a plan, reminding
myself of what did not work, and explore what might work, because in the end, I
just really don’t know.
"Arms Around my Life" Janis Ian
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