I know that some of it is hormones and lack of medication but I had to shed a few tears today. One would think I was over new experiences, but I am not and low key? I hope some things never get old.
My author copy arrived today and it looks good. Like REALLY good. Sure the first one was alright, and I did a lot of work into it, but that one and only copy will hopefully sit forgotten on the shelf of the little one, because THIS one is good.
It was a transition from putting up journals to my own written words. They are all mine though, from one of my first workshops, and the choices I made won’t make me a ton of $$ but it looks fucking good. That matters as I wrap up Western Vizionz.
As of right now they have all been updated except the list of planners and I am willing to wait on that one. I have to finish the companion booklet for closing the distance so it will be ready for purchase at SELF and pretty much gives me until Wednesday night. I will be out of town from Thursday until Sunday and don’t plan on working, well at least not this way.
I’m doing a lot of traveling and while I like the freedom of it there really is no place like home. I like sleeping in the new bed, with or without company. It’s been almost a year now, and despite the towel infraction Iron Man can take naps here now. With the amount of work he puts in while he is here, I suppose he’s earned it. There are no overnights in his immediate future.
The work wife stopped by and we were chatting and she reminded me of how just UNREADY I am to take on a new relationship. I mean M’Baku got me to shelve dating for the summer, but she was a reminder of how quickly I went from I miss having a person to I don’t want a person. Yes I am still making room for WE, but beyond WE? Good luck with that. The return of the not going to be able to do it has arrived, and while technically there is one more ‘lightening bolt’ out there? I am somewhat safe from them, and the attraction to them. Distance is my friend in that matter, and I’ve got too much left here in V-Town to handle before I think about packing up.
I’ve done one more thing that either I thought I could not do, or others told me I could not do. It began with getting here and there is no end in sight. Like Sia sings, I am unstoppable. I got this. Forward.
In the meantime…yeah it looks GOOD