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slowlyunfoldingDay One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Meaning for Me: Solitude, Alone-ness
I've been in this deep soul searching place for a quite a while. I'm not sure what I'm looking for, or if I've forgotten what I started looking for, but I need to keep looking. I'm looking for connections. To connect. To recharge. I do tend toward deep introspection, melancoly & quietness around the New Year. I am the exact opposite of the New Year's Eve Party Craziness.
Meaning for Me: Lost
I really have no idea what I am doing, where I am going, how I am going to get there. I wonder if I will ever feel like an actual adult & not forget to pay the cable/internet bill. (Like I just discovered I did today.) I feel like I have so many possibilities within me just beckoning me to come hither. All of them beckon me, insistently, relentlessly, and I am hesitating.
Maybe I'm just scared.
I really have no idea what I am doing, where I am going, how I am going to get there. I wonder if I will ever feel like an actual adult & not forget to pay the cable/internet bill. (Like I just discovered I did today.) I feel like I have so many possibilities within me just beckoning me to come hither. All of them beckon me, insistently, relentlessly, and I am hesitating.
Maybe I'm just scared.
Day Ten: One confession.