The other day I was up late reading through my OLD xanga blogs and I was actually interested in myself. Sometimes I'm sure my thoughts only make sense to a random, ADHD mind like mine, but I like to think my life and thoughts are somewhat interesting, and dare I say compelling? And, as I remember it was a great outlet for my many emotions and processes. Maybe I won't have any readers, and that's okay. But, maybe I will and maybe someone will relate to my story and be challenged to process their own emotions. Even if that never happens at least I will have told my story.
See, in my line of work I can get so wrapped up in others' stories. I listen to their stories, help them identify who they are and how they can improve, and I fear that I am being lost in someone else's story. In a way, we're all intertwined and a part of the greatest story. But, who am I? How does MY story end? What's the next chapter?
While I'm here waiting for the grand finale' I am taking a break to take it all in.
I am in Intermission.
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