Where is she? My brain that is
I’ve been sitting here trying to write wondering where my brain went today. Because she’s definitely not here with me in my living room.
She must be travelling and seeing places because I feel rather otherworldly, and oddly befuddled.
I’m sure I’m not the only one. (You know who you are :-))
Is it because there’s a connection being forged?
Or maybe it’s more a re-connection being re-established. That’s likely more accurate.
That’s certainly how it feels.
So she’s taken an extended “time for me” moment to process it all, I guess.
I was happy to hear it wasn’t just me. I was beginning to wonder what the hell was going on.
So I’ll take out the garbage, check the mail, do some errands, maybe hang up some pictures in my new place, and let her take her moment (as if I have any other choice!).
And hope she’ll make an appearance before I have to make any real decisions or do any real work that she’s normally so f**king good at.