It feels as if this week is going too quickly and too slowly at the same time. How is that possible?
It's possible when I'm on the verge of something, I guess. And when a million different thoughts are going through my head at the same time. Even when I stopped in the church near the office after work today, my thoughts were going in all directions as I sat in Adoration. I was annoyed with work (I'm swamped while other people are skipping around), I was anxious (more on that later), and I couldn't quiet my mind (of all the times to have writing ideas pop up).
But there's no question that there are things I have to get done this week, and one major thing in particular. In spite of being anxious and scared and just plain weary. Long(ish)time readers might know what it is, and you can feel free to speculate in the combox. And while you're at it, would you do me a favor? I will be checking back in tomorrow night, and I will be in serious need of a pep talk then. So please, just say anything in the general manner of positivity/cheerleading/confidence. And say a prayer on the side, if you're inclined. (I'm not committing any crimes. I think.)
I would greatly appreciate it.