Home again, Home again, Jiggity Jig.
Last night after being away for so long, and sleeping in so many varied places, my bed felt strange to me, and to get to sleep I had to pretend it was a bed in a room a friend of mine had loaned me to sleep in.
This morning I slept until almost 10. I am going into work for 1pm. I think it will be a good thing to ease back in with a half day. Part of me does not want to go back. It's not that I don't like my job. I love the people I work with, and when it is not draining me or making me crazy with worry I love what I do. I love my kids, and being able to help families. It's just that I have to admit this adventure is over. But sometime last night I had a really good thought. I don't know what adventures will occur here, or in the nearby vicinity, and what forms or shapes they will take. Another part of me is curious about them, so I go on.
This morning I slept until almost 10. I am going into work for 1pm. I think it will be a good thing to ease back in with a half day. Part of me does not want to go back. It's not that I don't like my job. I love the people I work with, and when it is not draining me or making me crazy with worry I love what I do. I love my kids, and being able to help families. It's just that I have to admit this adventure is over. But sometime last night I had a really good thought. I don't know what adventures will occur here, or in the nearby vicinity, and what forms or shapes they will take. Another part of me is curious about them, so I go on.