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Off Center


We are back and the only way I can really describe how I am feeling is, off center.  Is it the going away, being in vacation mode and then coming home?  Is it a little too much time in a small confined space with family members and the inescapable subsequent brain melt?  Is it hormonal?  Am I pregnant?  Am I starting the change of life?  Do I have neurosis sarcoma (a made up disease courtesy of my college roommates and I)?

I don’t know.

I don’t know what it is but I am off.

The cruise was fun.  Overstimulating, yes, but fun.  A little long.  5 nights would have been better.  But it was really nice to have a break from the daily grind.  A break from doctors.  And therapists.  And all of the crud and appointments that come with our lives as we know it.  A break from analyzing everything.  Just out on the water.  Out on the ocean.  Enjoying the world in its natural habitat as God made it.  The ocean was spectacular.  And I never did get sea sick.  The islands were spectacular.  St. Maarten is one of my favorite places on earth.  I’m pretty sure I was French in a previous life because whenever I’m in France or St. Maarten the French side it all feels so natural to me.  Au natural, if you will.

Anyway, Rye and I have spent a ridiculous amount of time together recently.  Too much, really.   Starting tonight Don is taking over all evening Rye duties to give me a break.   And I need it.  Badly.  I’m becoming a little weird from spending too much time with a now 13 year old.  I mean, I love the kid more than life itself but enough already.

And for whatever reason I’ve had the lyrics of the Eminem ‘Recovery’ album rolling through my head for over a week now.  I’m not sure what that’s all about but I can’t seem to come to peace with it.  The album is dark and does not seem to have much to do with recovery.  I wish I hadn’t listened to the whole thing.  When I come to some resolve with that I’ll write more about it.

And while I was away I read a book about a woman that leaves her life, just walks away, and starts a new one.   Interesting.   The irony was she left her life for a simpler existence and then just ended up with all the same issues in her new life.  Go figure.

And that’s it for now.

Out.

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  1. Mama Bear wrote:

    Welcome back Meg!

    Wednesday, August 4, 2010 at 2:19 pm | Permalink