Thursday, September 18, 2014
Stuff gets in the way sometimes.
Stuff can be a problem.
Sometimes it's stuff that can't be shared. Whatever the reasons.
Stuff is a clever thief. It takes and takes and then it when it seems like it's done taking, it takes the resilience last, so that it can take some more.
For the past two months, stuff has run me ragged. Stuff has stifled my creativity. And yes there's ownership, there's the acknowledgement that I've let stuff do this to me, but that does not mean that I am its source.
I am dealing with stuff as best I can.
But I am done with stuff keeping me from myself.