Pacing myself

So I have 6 days before I begin school. Things are going okay so far.  I'm meeting new people and sharing my space a little differently these days.  My love life is not full of love like I dream but it's full of love that has the potential to grow me.

I'm excited about what this first quarter of the year holds for me.  A freedom to return to who I was and push her forward HARD.  School course load will be challenging.  Parenting style MUST change. Longing to be held must take a back seat not that I don't have offers but I can't get caught up in something that distracts me from...ME

I am not going to run to fast with this, however I will not move at a snail's pace either.  I'm just moving. Soon I'll uncover my "groove" and then the movement and pace will be my own.  I figure if I dig deep enough, move some stuff around...it'll find me because to be honest, I don't remember what it feels like.

I walked back into my past a few times to see if I could sense it only to come up with dust.  So i'm just going to face forward and move...

At a pace that keeps my heart a little above normal and a little under stressed...

Somewhere in the middle is my peaceful groove...