Letting Go

I decided to put it away for a while, to have a rethink, to stop, it. It needs to change. I have lost my way with it, allowed it to get too big. This is better. This is good. And talking to him yesterday really helped. I get a lot from that kind of interaction. I am interested. I care about these spaces. And I like to problem-solve. The project had lost its heart, in my desire to reach the deadline with all ts crossed and dots dotted, I lost my way with. Where is it’s intimacy? I want it to be conversation, a tete-a-tete, a one-to-one. So I will retrench, re-think and continue talking to people. And if it is smaller I will have more time, more flexibility. I’m in it for the long haul, she said. She wasn’t but I’d like to be. With this. With good people. Like him and him. So breathe a little. Do domestic things, sew, bake and sit in the sun when you can. Let it go. Leave it go, for a bit, for a while and let it percolate.