Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Words to myself: Late Jan.

Challenges have changed, but not purposes. I have to shift and bend, adapt. Change is work. I have some work to do. I have some adapting to accomplish.

My rhythm will reestablish itself when I've adapted. I will begin writing again, when enough work has been done. Thoughts will reestablish enough to communicate. This is a meantime. The meantime is a threat to purpose, the way can be lost to the rigid. I must bend and continue. The need to change can not be rejected. New personalities must be allowed to form and ascend. I look forward to the other side.

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