They’re the kind that bind my hands and blind my eyes and restrain my feet, and keep me from the light. The kind that make me feel powerLESS. The kind that leave me gasping for air at the bottom of the pool.
Loose ends. Lack of closure. Abandoned home repairs. Partially completed projects. Half finished dirty dish piles in the sink. A stack of papers graded but not entered and sitting on my dresser in between piles of (probably) clean laundry. Boxes stacked precariously in makeshift pillars in corners and blocking doorways. Tax information collected but not … Continue reading UNFINISHED BUSINESS