and I am not sure how I really feel....
I am trying to distract myself...
I have been surfing the net this morning... looking for something... not sure what... but something.... some sort of sign or indication that I am doing the right thing...or perhaps just something - a distraction? It feels a bit like looking in the fridge when you are bored and feeling as if you are hungry but when you look inside you know there is nothing you want to eat.... make any sense?
My house is pretty much packed, except for the last dregs of what I am taking to mexico. The blank walls where pictures hung stare back at me. The space echos heartlessly. The books are packed and off the shelves. My suitcase gapes at me from the middle of the living room floor. A black hole with my life, or what I seem to consider essential for my life, embalmed in it.
I think I need to get out of the house for a bit.
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