twisted minds...

some days, it all reads so clearly...career, family, partner, the weather, electoral politics, life. and other days, i feel i live in a polluted haze, filled with strife, confusion, worry, and fear. in the past, willing my way out of the fog was the only method i knew. put yourself in your safe environment. isolate yourself. go to sleep. eat lots of ice cream. but these are temporary fixes. what is really going on in this dome? is the fact that i am in a new kind of love i have never known have something to do with the haze? or is it providing those moments of incredible clarity and passion? is the thought of grad school frightening me? or is it driving my motor? so many questions and a mind twisted into hot scrap metal. as i begin to understand how to solve this puzzle and mold my metal into a finished product, i will try to enjoy this ride...