It has been over a month since I’ve written here.

I’ve had visitors. I’ve been working hard. Business is good. I’ve been in a particularly creative and productive period.I’ve lost five pounds. I’ve been social. I’m all ditzed out from the one hour spring forward which has messed up my sleep. I feel happy, but on edge. Blah, blah, blah. So many excuses. All this busyness and I haven’t written here, or done all the reading, and worst of all, I haven’t checked in with myself. I’m not paying attention at all. And it ‘s not that I feel guilty right now. Actually, I’m feeling mad at myself. Because I know I’m avoiding something, and I know what it is, and I am still avoiding it. Today I bought myself some sunflowers, even though I have sworn off luxuries. Maybe tomorrow they will help me get quiet.