Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

amazing grace

despite my occasional whiney ingratitude, i am blessed. with a lot. i have my plate and glass brimming, it puts a glutton to shame.

for the first time in many, many years, i am standing still. (for those who truly know me, digital as i am, i cannot bear NOT to plan)

for now: no more five years after, no plans a, b, c, c-1, c-2…

not just yet, at least.

for once, i can say i could not ask for more and truly mean it. everything is not fixed, imperfect, but it just IS.