Which isn't true.
Ruminating, recuperating, re-organizing.
I'm moving into a new life, one where the previous occupant left behind a pile of baggage. I'm physically and emotionally sorting out the old stuff to make room for myself.
This is not such a tedious job as it sounds. I'm delighting in re-discovered treasures, giving away things that will be useful to someone else, making a spectacular bonfire of the rest.
I am becoming a happier person!
Every once in a while I look out the window and see the season progressing, and I worry that the world out there is carrying on and passing me by during this period of uncommunicative self-sorting-out. Then so be it. I'm busy. Can't come out to play.
Wishing you a good week, friends!
I'm glad you are feeling a little better and are taking time to sort things out. I certainly need a clean out. It is not likely to happen soon.
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Soon a butterfly will come out of the cocoon! :-)
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