I sort of feel like I'm in a transitional period of my life right now. It's the sort of feeling you get when you're walking through your house at night, and you're going through a big empty room, but the next light switch is positioned all the way at the other end. You have to flick the first light off and become blind, walking through the darkness with nothing but an idea of your direction and the hope of its accuracy in your life. You hold your arms out, hoping to keep things at an arms distance away, and you only move slowly through the space. Each thing that you touch gets just enough attention for you to figure out what it is and move on, grateful for its affect on your direction.
Yeah, I think I sorta feel like that in some parts of my life.
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This is a really excellent analogy Heather. So very accurate, and I can relate quite well :)
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