29 February 2012

Whither whither, shall I fly

I attended a slideshow presentation on old Hollywood, and enjoyed it very much. Well, most of it. I get so very tired of people asking inane questions and trying to one-up each other, as if they have exclusive right to knowledge.
Today I was back in my agitated state of mind, but had a fantastic discussion with a friend on change, directions, and possibilities.
I continue to accomplish little of what I need to do and nothing of what I want to do.
I feel so very broken....like a porcelain figurine that's fallen from a shelf behind a chair and not noticed missing.

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