madigan

I am a nomad.

They say that home is where the heart is but I don't know where either of them are just yet. Let's just say that some things got misplaced in the past several months. Honestly, I'm still trying to find myself and stand on my own two feet. Lately I have been keeping little goals or plans in mind and I take each day at a time, one step at a time towards them:

(in no particular order)

a) My good friend has offered me a plane ticket to Olympia, WA to visit at the end of next month; there is a possibility I may choose to stay if I like it there.
b) Two of my best friends have offered the position as a roommate in their home. These girls stuck by me at my worst, opened their home to me whenever in need, and gave me hope for better days.
c) My step-mother (a woman who has become a close friend, shoulder to cry on, and comfort when I thought there was none) suggested I try to find an apartment or studio in town and agreed to help me look. I'm so thankful for her understanding and patience, but most of all, for not giving up on me.

Other than that, things are pretty good. I keep busy with work and spending time with others when possible. I am also trying to better the personal relationships I have between family and friends, be more open with them and myself, and appreciate how they affect my life. I would like to try patching up most, if not all, negativity and bad feelings towards my ex (and a couple more in particular) but I'm beginning to realize that maybe they just don't make big enough band-aids. I make a point not to hold on to that stuff because life really is too short. Give me balance and peace, man. It's a Libra thing, dig?

Well, that is definitely not everything in a nutshell, but I would like to grab one of those blackberry green tea frappathingies and enjoy roasting in this central valley heat for a bit. Okay, go!