Oh the time it has been since I wrote my last entry in this space. I'm afraid the seduction of the brevity of facebook posting has made me a lazier blogger but heck, I'm really annoyed with that facespace and the intrusion of other people's whines and competitive attempts to outwit one another when I could be enjoying the unchallenged stardom of my own blog!
I'm in quite a state of disharmony right now - I have a mood like a pissed off cat and I feel like screeching, hissing and clawing at people left, right and centre. The thing is, I feel so unable to focus on improving some of the unsatisfactory things in my life and the energy to make changes seems to have abandoned me.
Lately a few people have asked me what my ideal job would be. Most people would reel off something amazing, their eyes would light up and a passionate outburst would reveal their true calling, whatever that may be. The thing is, I falter when asked this question because I can't even picture myself in the positions I see as being rewarding, glamorous and lucrative. Jeez-us, what am I to do? Where are the lucky breaks when you need them, the ones that shift you into better fortune and illuminate strengths you're finding hard to identify?
And where is my waist?
Pretty Potent Museum Tunic
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