Down low low down.

What a week, or what two weeks! My spirit feels like this:

I haven't been sleeping well.  Or maybe it's better to say I haven't been dreaming well.  My dreams are full of anxiety and rehashing of events.  It sucks.

I insulted someone this week, they called me out on it, and I can't seem to shake it.  It's not a person I know very well, but it is someone I very much respect.  They spoke my truth, and I spoke mine and there might be some honest tension that just won't go away even if we sat down and hashed all the minutia out.  But I don't like the feeling of it.  I know that I am obsessing. That happens sometimes.

I've been in a rough season with one of my girls.  Just struggling to find each other sometimes.

Work is coming to a summer switch which brings about new things.  New supervisors, new schedule, new priorities, new routine.  New is good. New is hard.  This year it feels like things have come to a crashing end of the year instead of a slow down.

So that's where I am. In the midst of it.