Sometimes when I’m worried about something or feeling unanchored, I retreat into my own private world… the phone rings, the text messages come flooding in and instead of springing into action — I dive further into my own world. I become this daydreaming, overly caffeinated bookworm or a happy little recluse who just wants to eat cambozola cheese on the couch and watch TED talks — undisturbed.
I have been getting quite the flack from my lack of posting from a lot of you – Ha Ha. I even spoke to my aunt on the phone last night and she inquired if I was, “back to blogging yet?” And the answer is: yes, I believe so.
I’ve had my fill of cambozola.
