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Jumped, Not Pushed
In this moment, I feel I am looking down, down, down into what I hope are not super watery depths and blithely ignoring all cautionary signs-- such as the ones pictured.
I am unprepared for the future and am consoling myself with a few comforting thoughts.
I live in New York City, the city that never sleeps. If I come up hard upon something I need, it can be found at most hours.
Many, many people do what I am about to do and thrive.
The bad weather is breaking.
I may have finished a very large very important (to me) piece of work in the nick of time.
So while I've truly spectacularly fallen down on the planning part of things, it doesn't really matter. I jumped almost 40 weeks ago, so landing is inevitable.
posted by Elise at 7:24 AM
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Trope said...
Oh, heavens, I feel just like this. I am 37 weeks on Monday.
Thanks for writing.
5/18/2007 10:34 AM
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