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And Just Like That, It Is Time to Move On
Kind of
Last night, I prayed for a solution. There is no solution as of yet, but the winds have changed. The direction of my life is shifting. I again have to find a new place to live.
My little garden is finally producing, and I have many green tomato plants with fruit. I hope they will be ripe in two weeks. My herbs are thriving, and the avocados are overflowing.
However, I am unsure what is going on this year, as everything is going wrong lately. I feel as if I am turned upside down and being shaken to see what comes out.
It’s a new day. Three days ago, I began this article.
I was frustrated and angry and had no idea what to do, so I never finished it. I felt lost, spiraling, and lost yet again.
Let me give you some context.
I have to move. I mentioned that above and was so angry that I could not formulate much more to say.
The school has closed, and I was angry when I found out. Instantly, I wanted to run, flee, disappear, or do anything else. That is what I do when I am mad or frustrated.
The school has been doing poorly for the past few months, and the owners have struggled to pay the bills.
