So it's been a while. Mostly over the fact that I have no computer and I refuse to blog from my phone and partly because I have too much to say and undoubtedly not enough people to listen. Sometimes my biggest desire is to literally fall off the face of the earth and see how long it takes for someone to notice. But as alone in so many ways as I feel, I'm also filled with this unmatchable joy. My daughter squirms inside of me of what feels like the entire day, and although uncomfortable, she makes everything less empty. I am positive no one knows what love is until they know the love of being a parent. No, she isn't out and about and I can't hold her in my arms yet, but I'm her mother. She's my little girl.

So much is going on in my life and yet, nothing is. I watch days slip by me and feel the drain of non-productivity. I don't like the feeling of wasting away.

I need that passion back. That driving sense of purpose that saved my life more than once.

The world just keeps spinning.