40 degrees.

A cup of coffee, a blanket, and a space heater.

Standing once again at the crossroads. And hoping that making the decision doesn’t become worse than the decision made.

Isn’t that the way that it always goes? Maybe I am over-thinking it all once again. 

But even with that understanding, or is it doubt, I am once again in this place.

For so many years I thought my life was going to have a steady, logical pattern. And then the Universe popped up and said, “SURPRISE!”

And change happened. And it seemed that every time life started moving on the steady, logical path I had to shake things up again. Toss it all up in the air and see where the pieces landed. 

And there has been no real logic to it all. Just following where the tugs at my heart have lead me.

And there is that tugging again…..