I swear to you: I am losing my alleged mind. Lately, there have been just too many events, too many changes and too many emotions in my life. Many of the comfy boundaries and pathways in my life are shifting, in flux. The dependable patterns in my life are slipping away. I feel like I’m walking along a path made of jello. Or sand. Or quicksand.
A quote by Ella Leya expresses it perfectly: “Life is a desert of shifting sand dunes. Unpredictable. Erratic. Harmony changes into dissonance, the immediate outlives the profound, the esoteric becomes cliched. And vice versa.”
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