A Year of Confusion

The journey this year is brutal for me. The path continues to move, counter to my intentions, making me unsure of my place in my own narrative. Could it be that I had it so wrong? Could it be that I am so off? So off?

I am a lapsed writer who is intrigued by the narrative that we all create to explain our moment-to-moment existence. Arising continually in our heads are thoughts of love, friendship, revenge, happiness, guilt, sadness. These emotional scenarios are all mixed up with shopping lists, childhood memories, office schedules and the color of the sky. There is a lot going on and nothing at all of much importance. So it is.