1. This post is "live," meaning I'm typing it directly into my blogger window. I'm also not looking at the screen or the keys since it's lovelier to watch my cat inching closer and closer to the sunspot in the kitchen. I will proofread before I click "publish," though.
2. I'm working on a decision regarding my future as a human being, what my role is, how I can serve, whether I've been "serving" in ways that keep me from thriving, especially creatively. This place where I live ...
3. I'm not as free to make the choice I want to make as I'd like (money matters), but I'm certain that my getting in my own way more than lack of resources is what's keeping me less free.
4. I have been writing much of the day, but I'm not satisfied that this work is The Work. I'm getting closer, though.
5. I have to decide what I want to do about building my freelance business. I love kind of work I do; I'm good at it; but ...
6. I want to write poems, novels, and essays and work with young writers. I cannot make a living at this. Yet. If I could just remember to research and ask and apply and talk myself up, "yet" would be "now."
7. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and ask myself, "Have you decided that you want to live?"
8. I never answer myself.
9. This is enough.