My beach . . . and that cloud . . . isn't it amazing? Half way through . . . and I feel like I am actually getting somewhere. I know that I don't want to be a yoga instructor (right now). I don't want to go back to school to teach high school (yet). I would love to teach college creative writing classes, but I haven't done anything about it (yet). I do feel like the Universe has something in store for me . . . I just need to be open and patient and willing and it will happen. And I 'm glad I haven't found a job or been obligated to too much because I could be here for ten days with my mama. And . . . I have a new novel hatching in my mind. I am day dreaming it, sleeping it, eating it, and biking and running it. I've decided that I will ask you all to help (if you want) and create another blog or something like it where you can read it and give feed back. Even if no one reads it, at least I'll be creating it or feeling a wee bit of p...