Toyed, stubborn and stunned

This week has been a bit crazy: an unhealthy mixture good and bad news. I can handle all good or all bad for a bit, reacting appropriately to each is only natural. But being at the spinning end of an emotional yo-yo just isn’t fun. Anyway, it’s end-of-the-weekish and the general mood has settled on content, even a little pleased. Mountains look climbable and rivers swimable. Not out of the woods yet, but there’s more light and friendlier flora in the area.

My mental tribulations are on the verge of cascading, looking to settle in a final state of mind, but I still manage the reign them in somehow. Still waiting for answers and signs. It’s the waiting that’s the hard part. Especially if you are suppose to be active on the game. I’m sort of sitting on the sidelines of my own life. A creepy thought, but perhaps a necessary break to re-evaluate the twenty years I’ve already played the game.

...I can’t seem to effectively articulate the thought I want to share without causing misinterpretation. Perhaps I just need to get some sleep... yes. Try another time...