still sane, lorde 2013

I can’t keep up with myself. there are fulfilling days and other days. I’ve busied myself to the point of not finding the time to dwell too much, which is a good thing, though I know skimming on the surface is never enough. trying to create and advance and remember how to use my brain again. I heard from cousins in Italy last night. I also led a weekend camp with some precious friends. there are things to be grateful for. Isaiah is home on Saturday. I’m safe and warm and still breathing. it’s good to take note of these things before bed. remembering that I am in fact lucky is something I need to prioritise. I’ll try amidst everything else I need to work on.