Trying to get my head to rest again. Cooking helps, knitting too. And I enroled in a new Bollywood dance course. I'm going for this new level of difficulty. I hope my techer knows what she is doing now, she was a bit lost before.
I'm trying to fund rest again, not that easy as usual. The key is discipline I guess; discipline in letting go.
I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere, ending up in a deskjob and with a husband who is a bit of a scaredy cat. I thought that, by now I would've been this adventurous woman with a kid strapped to her back, a baby strapped to my boob, in between jobs of building orphanages and banning fgm, driving a shabby green car in India, my man being on yet another war assignment for CNN.
Is it time to abandon this fantasy of mine? Have I indeed let myself go I to the "nevvvveeerrr" yo be treaded on path of middle class western society and will I stay here till...
Is it time?
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