adrift

the chief is back from ecuador. i have slept all day. only now do i rise and attempt some semblance of schoolwork. i've read five books, may try to cram in a sixth. but at the moment, i'm adrift.

so i will let the waters take me where they may and enjoy the journey.

i will jump through the hoops i've designed to be in my path. it is how i move forward. i cannot plan more than this. i cannot navigate the day without some external impetus. thus, the degree.

and i try to let the six armed woman lead me. to watch her swell with power, and to embrace it as my own. she is, in fact, me. i have always been this powerful. i just had not fathomed the benefit of four more arms.

and i am grateful for them now.