SO stressed lately.
Many things going on, changing, moving, growing and diminishing all at the same time.
I drive when I get stressed. It's becoming an expensive form of self-nurturing.
And while my wealth decreases, my ideas become more vivid and real and tangible.
If life was given with a handbook, would anything really be easier?
I mean, sure, you would have the answer for every problem, every scenario, every unexpected moment. But would that make everything easier or just that much more complicated?
Would that make everybody honest?
If we had these handbooks, what would happen when someone decided to throw it out the window or rip it apart...or burn it?
There are definitely times when I want an exact answer to my problems. Or for someone to tell me exactly what to do, how to do it and what will fix everything.
And then I think about how awful that would be. Cut, dry and precise.
As frustrated as I get when I don't know what to do or how to please all parties, or what to say, I know that I live for discovery through mess, confusion and disaster.
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