POLITE GARDENS

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Heavy

Heavy anticipation like waiting for spring bulbs to emerge. That’s what I’ve been feeling like the past couple of months. I know what is going to emerge but becoming more fatigued than excited. I’m pleased to create. Most would be excited to have a book launch, business start, life change. Excitement for me begins a lil after the project is completed and/or successful. So overwhelmed and intrigued by the details, there is no time to really sit back and enjoy the ride. Hopefully the ride is over soon, starting to have motion sickness.

But from another angle I think about when caterpillars go through their metamorphosis of caterpillar to chrysalis, emerging as a butterfly. I don't think they are in anticipation of becoming a butterfly. They instinctively do what they do to survive and continue their journey. So am I surviving my journey by instincts or fatigue?