My redefined life does not come without struggles and setbacks. There is so much going on in my life at the moment.  Moving is by far the biggest thing.  I am closing one chapter and beginning a new one.  It is grand and exciting on one hand but that small part of me still yearns to go back and reread the chapter previous.

I run hot water under my hands to refocus me and ground myself.  Last night I dreamt that I was shaping an oval ball of dough into a perfectly round one.  I realized it is a metaphor for my life right now.  My goal is the round ball. The perfect circle.  Not a perfection, no flaws, no mistakes one.  No, rather just a “roll with it” kind of circle.

Yes, I am still an oval.  I imagine an oval tire.  No doubt it would work like a quick and slow, quick and slow movement.  The slow parts hard, the quick parts easy but way too fast.

However, like I said, my dream sent me the image of dough.  That it will eventually be molded into a circle.  I am getting there.