I'm getting more and more angry these days. This is such a strange thing to feel. But oh well. Gotta go with the emotional flow huh? It's part of the unraveling and saying good bye, cauterizing, pulling out major pieces that were bedrock like in a jenga game. It's part of pulling up bay area roots. Making it difficult to stay.
It occured to me earlier this week, that some people may think I am running away from the bay area because of what's going on in my life right now. (By moving to LA.) I though about this for a while, tried on the feeling. It doesn't fit. I'm not running away. Because there is nothing to run away from. There are only items to figure out - divide, split, feel through.
It's not my style anyway. I don't generally leave ends open and lose. Even when dealing with people who do, I've been able to close my part up. The past week has me thinking about cutting off dead limbs. Pruning. The branches were bare, but hope springs and I was waiting to see if they would sprout up again. Not this year. It's ok. They're being pruned.
As today is the first day of spring, I've been planting the seeds for the coming year. When you know what you plant, you have some idea of what will grow.
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