Do you ever go through life thinking, “Please notice me.”
Not so much in a way to receive adulation.
But just for someone to be aware of what makes you unique and special.
Sometimes, I feel so much a part of a large invisible group
That I don’t get to enjoy being special for the things that make me unique.
But I stop to think about my specialness these days and realize
I’ve become something of a slug.
I don’t get out and do all the things I once did.
I’m not involved in people’s lives like I once was.
And I’m not sure I know how to get involved in this new setting. STOP
My other problem, which may not be related,
Is that I just can’t seem to get settled in this apartment.
We have too much stuff.
I am now officially overwhelmed with it all.
I have reached my moving quota for life…and passed it!
Now what do I do?
I feel about half moved in.
I’m stuck. There is no way I’m moving again!
Going through the rest of our stuff is one thing too many right now.
I need to follow my own advice.
“Take 1/2 hour each day doing a big job and you’ll soon have it done.”
I guess that’s what I need to do.
Persevere. Move forward.
Maybe I’ll notice the piles getting smaller
And the last of the boxes emptying.
Maybe I’ll be freed to serve others more
When I’m not so overwhelmed.
Or maybe I’m just horribly lazy?