I want to write - really, I do. But I seem to be at a loss of words and thoughts for the moment. I appear to be in this new place where I just am. No reflection, no explanation, no planning, just getting by day to day, moment by moment.
I suppose this is related to the fact that I quit my job and I don't have any idea of what is next. Being a type A, control and planning freak, I should be mid-melt down as we speak. Call it what you want - a loss of reality, avoidance, shut down - whatever it is, I'm not panicked. It's a rather amused state of wondering why I haven't started hyperventilating. I know at some point I need a plan, a purpose, a raison d'etre, but I just don't have it right now and I can't be bothered to think about it. I'd take pictures and post them if I could make the camera work, but it too seems to be on break.
So this is it for now . . . maybe this afternoon, I'll have some insight but probably not.