Dreams: Lag time.

I’m a double clicker. At least, I used to be. Meaning, I was forever clicking this. Impatient. Demanding the website to open. Imploring for the intenet to open the blasted thing already!!!!!!

Even now, I am fighting with dreaded autocorrect who has NO idea what to do with my brand of writing.

Ack!!!

Goodness and gravy. It’s making all kind of suggestions, unneeded/unwanted suggestions. Reminds me of the world: Always suggesting this. Telling me how and what to do with THAT. Smh

I keep telling myself to be patient. Rome was not built, in a day. Things/dreams take time. A LOT of it, apparently…*sigh*.

I am learning to live, with intention, in the in the meantime of waiting for my dreams to show up and show out.

The lag time, the in the mean time, time of things, is where most folks quit on themselves and their dreams. They quit, then angrily, pick up other folks dreams and help them get there/theirs.

I am doing my best, to keep doing/being FOR ME. It’s easy, isn’t it, beloveds, to use a work check, to keep us in check and keep us from pursuing what we have long longed to do, have and be.

As for me and my house, I am betting on me. Finally. Frustratingly. Maddeningly.

I may, perhaps, not get to where I think I am wanting to go. I am having quite the time, though, TRYING. I can live with this.

Patiently.

Gratefully.

Joyfully.

Hopefully.

I hope.

Ah.

Hope feels good, today.

Some days, hoping, hurts.

A lot.

One day, I tell myself.

Maybe, though, one day, may be today!

I hope…

hoping still,

Cassandra

#YourLIfeMattersToMe

Note: Keep hoping. Today, just may be THE day, eh? Who knows? The Universe knows yet ain’t telling. How telling…hmm….

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