Losing control looks and feels something like this I think.
Today is just that day. That day of the week//month// or year that feels a little different, just a bit harder, a little more overwhelming than the ones close to it. . .
Good things to come, I know that full well, but for now, I am set on making lists of my priorities. . . and doing. . .
On this day, I am thankful for these things:
+ Sleeping in a little later than intended
+ An avocado and coffee breakfast
+ Documentary films about bees, bbq, and big Southern eating from the Southern Foodways Alliance
+ A paying job [*too many jobs at the moment really. . .]
+ Papers and projects and the stuff I complain about now but will one day be glad I did. . .
“What are we going to do differently when we get up tomorrow?” – Gloria Steinem
[Photo: Delhi, India//Grace Farson]
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