Waning moon
It's a waning moon and very bad stuff is going down with a friend of C's. C is helping as best he can and he can't take the kids along. So I can't be gone for hours and hours next weekend. My ankle's slowly getting better, but not better enough to navigate the extensive walking needed for public transportation. I can't drive that far. It also turns out that none of the other participants is coming down from the peninsula, so I can't get a ride. Bottom line: I can't go to the writing workshop next week. I'm really bummed about it, but it wasn't meant to be right now. One bad thing happening, okay? But three things are coinciding to make this not happen. There will be other workshops. This is a fiction workshop. And my current obssession is my non-fiction book.
I could sort of it see it coming when I sprained my ankle. I figured that sweetie that he is, C would drive me if it came down it. But it just felt a chain of events had been set in motion. Don't get me wrong. I do believe in free will. But I also believe in chaos theory. I believe a butterfly's wing can change the pattern of the weather in the amazon three thousand miles away.
4 comments:
Spammers must die. Painfully.
BTW, it's OK to ask for a bit of help now and again. If it works out that all you need is a ride or two to make it work, give me a ring..
(((Thida)))
I read about your ankle and now all the other complications - so figured I'd send you a virtual hug.
I think you're probably right; that since you're really focussing on the nonfiction book, it's okay to miss a fiction workshop and keep your focus where it should be right now.
Greg, thanks so much for the offer of help! Unfortunately it's more complicated than that. I wish it weren't. But I really do appreciate the offer.
And thank Amazing Toddler Mom, I needed the hug and to read that.
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