Something's happening here
Today, today, today. It's one of those days that just feels absolutely puking full with possibility. One of those days where I want to stay up all night until it all gets born. On my way back to the clinic, I had my headphones in and was listening to this song:
"I broke the surface so I can breathe, I close my eyes so I can see, I tie my arms to be free." But then that was followed by this song: "If there's something inside that you wanna saySay it out loud it'll be okay" So, it's just that kind of day. I find myself thinking a lot about Quickbooks, accounting, shamanism and the importance of treating chronic digestive complaints. I find myself simultaneously free and bound, and absolutely ok with the idea that this contradictory state is likely to be with me until I die.
