So on we go to the next strange adventures of the wandering Jews.....where we end up someone knows, but we're keeping our eye on you guys up north, despite past declarations of my love for non-wintry stuff.
At this point, I miss trees, grass, college weather and relief from a nagging persistent condition that won't let up. But other than that, everything's great! I'm doing my affirmations, (don't laugh) forgiving myself for who-knows-what (being imperfect maybe?) and loving my family.
I yearn for connection; this is a wonderful place if you like wildlife at your door and horrible crawly things that invade your space. I don't want to discuss that any further. But I miss a social connection that doesn't involve love of guns and cowboy boots and conservatives. I'm tolerant, but I draw the line at cowboy boots.
Maybe when we vacate to greener (literally) pastures.
Everything in life is only for now, and it will get better. It has to. Till next time. Same bat-time, same bat-channel.
Naomi Serviss takes on the world through her sarcastic, humorous sense of the absurdity such is life. Venting about all that crosses her mind, from Hollywood crap to spiritual advancement (you gotta problem with that?) Naomi is opinionated and not afraid to let you know. (She really loves feedback, people.)
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