dropping the ball

A few weeks ago when I wrote this I thought I'd put to rest some recent anxiety that has effectively squelched my ability to post as much as I'd like to. Unfortunately, I'm not quite past it, and while I'm constantly making notes of things I'd like to write about, or more often issues I want to try and dissect in my little blurbs - I just haven't had the energy to get much out. What I can say is that in recent weeks I've been confronting emotions that I like to think I'm better than - anger being the primary one. My mom and I were talking about anger recently and she thinks it's a very separate emotion than hurt - I find they often go hand in hand - anger's just easier to respond to when something hurtful happens.

Fortunately, life isn't lived in the blogosphere (or at least not in mine) - it's just processed here. So I know at some point I'll get back to doing just that. Until then, I'm going to my favorite place in the world next week and when I get back I'll do my best to continue romancing my history, reflect on all the growing up I've been trying to do this summer and recap my recent trip to Portland, Oregon - Kentucky Derby party and all.

Thanks for sticking with me - hope your own summer is treating you all well!