Thoughts on the fly.

My life is crazy. It is always crazy, I admit, but lately it has had
an extra dose of home spun whirlwind. Adjusting to being a real grown
up with a forty hour workweek, trying to manage/stop managing every
aspect of my business, and stepping boldly out into the unknown world
of self-publishing through social media have all got my head spinning.
Every time I check something off the to-do list, a new one is there to
take it’s place, having a night-much less a day-without everything
already preplanned from the time I wake up to the time that I go to
sleep is a luxury I took for granted for the last year.

This is all without even thinking about the friends and family that
energize me to keep going, or the faith that keeps me grounded.

Somehow, I know there is a lesson. There has to be, and it can’t be
cliche. I spent the last year learning about stopping to smell the
roses, about taking time to do what you love and risking it all for
it. In some perspectives I feel like I lost on that bet. And I lost
hard.

Some lessons are more expensive then others.

Anyways, it’s back to the key-stone for me, and this is becoming more
jumbled by the word, it is hard to keep flying thoughts organized.

Continuing the adventure,

Jess