Lately, I've realized that I need self-realization. Wow, that even sounded silly. How does one realize what they're lacking/needing? Maybe have another person, say a loved one, point it out? Or maybe come to terms that after 29 years on this planet, it's about damn time.
I came home today and broke down. I didn't feel welcomed. Yes, even my beautiful dog, Naomi, didn't feel like her happy usual self when she greets me at the door. Perhaps I am far disconnected than I had imagined.
Baby steps, Rosie. Baby steps.
27 December 2008
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