possible-chaos

My summers pull me away from everything. 

My writing goals, my blog, my goals on cleaning my mom’s house ( she’s a hoarder), and more. I have done a lot to nothing at all really. You look back and wonder WTF. 

So I sit here looking out my window into a bright, warm, beautiful day. Knowing I’m on dry land and thinking about all my brother and sister Texans who are fighting high water, lost homes that were once filled with all their memories, empty bellies, animals displaced. And it’s just so heart breaking. 

#staystrongtexas. 

I have become so overwhelmed with every day life, that I have last all focus on writing, blogging and just being me. 

I feel so ugh…very lifeless. Writing is my soul and makes me feel free. 

I’m about to head up to my still place. 

My place that refreshes my soul. 

Starting Thursday I will be in the mountains, on horse back, breathing clean air, moving cattle. 

When I return, I am going to hit the writing hard. I’m going to be a better me. 

Enjoy life. It’s so short.