I could sense it tonight. Finally. That edginess was coming from somewhere.
That can of worms.
Do I really want to go there?
Yes. I do. It’s just uncomfortable. Scary.
It’s all about my feelings. My mixed up, jumbled, varied emotions tugging at each other. Like a can of worms. What a mess.
How am I ever going to sort these out?
My first instinct was to reach in, grab one and tease it apart.
My best thinking is what got me here!
What did he teach me?
Dump the can out.
Let them sort themselves out.
Let go. And be.
Let go. And feel.