A Short Note for a Short Break
(start from the bottom up)
˙˙˙uıɐɹq ǝɥʇ uo ǝɹɐǝdsǝʞɐɥs ʎlʇɔɐxǝ ʇ,uıɐ ʇı ʇnq˙˙˙ɹǝɥʇıǝ 'ƃuıpɐǝɹ pǝddoʇs ʇ,uǝʌɐɥ ı ˙ʞɐǝɹq ɐ pǝǝu ı ʍouʞ noʎ ƃuıʇʇǝl ʇsnɾ ˙pɹoʍ ʇsɐl ʇsɐl ʎɯ sı sıɥʇ ʎɐs oʇ ʇou
˙sǝɥɔund ǝɯos ɥʇıʍ lloɹ ˙dn ƃuıʍoɹƃ ʎlnɹʇ ʎllɐǝɹ sı ʎnƃ ǝlʇʇıl ʎɯ ʇɐɥʇ ʇɔɐɟ ǝɥʇ oʇ dn ǝʞɐʍ ˙uıɐƃɐ ssɐlƃ uı ƃuıʞɹoʍ ʇɹɐʇs ˙ɹǝǝq ǝɹoɯ ʞuıɹp ˙ʇno ʇǝƃ ˙ǝɹoɯ ǝlʇʇıl ɐ ǝʌıl sı op oʇ pǝǝu ʎllɐǝɹ ı ʇɐɥʍ uǝɥʍ slıɐʇǝp ǝsǝɥʇ llɐ uo dn ƃunɥ os ʇǝƃ ı ˙ʎlıɯɐɟ ʎɯ puɐ ǝɯoɥ ǝɥʇ ǝpısʇno ǝɟıl ʎɯ ƃuıuɹǝɔuoɔ ǝʞɐɯ oʇ pǝǝu ı suoısıɔǝp ǝɥʇ uı ǝɯ ƃuızʎlɐɹɐd oslɐ sı ʇı ˙ǝɹnʇnɟ ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ pıɐɹɟɐ ǝɯ ƃuıʞɐɯ s,ʇı ˙ǝɯ ƃuıɹɐɔs sı ʇı puɐ˙˙˙
pɐǝɥɐ sllǝɥ ʍǝu ɥsǝɹɟ 'ɹǝǝɥs oʇ dn ppɐ ʇɐɥʇ sƃuıɥʇ ƃuıǝǝs ɯ,ı ǝsnɐɔǝq 'ǝsɹnɔ ɐ ǝq oslɐ uɐɔ ƃuıssǝlq sıɥʇ ˙llɐ sn sʇɔɐdɯı ʇɐɥʇ ʇuǝʌǝ ɹǝƃƃıq ɥɔnɯ ɐ oʇ dn ppɐ uɐɔ sʇuǝʌǝ ɹǝllɐɯs uıɐʇɹǝɔ ʍoɥ ʍoɥs ʎlǝʌıʇɔǝɟɟǝ oʇ ʎʇılıqɐ sıɥʇ ǝʌɐɥ ı ǝɯ ploʇ ǝɔuo ǝuo ǝɯos ˙ɹǝɥʇo ɥɔɐǝ ʇɔǝɟɟɐ ʎlsnoıɹǝs ʎǝɥʇ ʍoɥ puɐ sǝʌıl ɹno ɟo sʇɔǝdsɐ llɐ ɟo ssǝupǝʇɔǝuuoɔɹǝʇuı lɐʇuǝɯɐpunɟ ǝɥʇ sǝʇɐɹʇsuoɯǝp ʇı ʇɐɥʇ punoɟ oslɐ ǝʌɐɥ ı - ɯǝʇsʎs uoıʇɐɔnpǝ ɔılqnd ɹno - ʎʇǝıɔos ɹno ɟo ʇɔǝdsɐ ǝuo ɟo ǝldɯɐxǝ ǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ ˙ʇı ʇnoqɐ ɥɔnɯ op oʇ suoıʇısod uı ʇ,uǝɹɐ ʎǝɥʇ 'ʇı ʇnoqɐ ƃuıʞlɐʇ ǝldoǝd ɥƃnouǝ ǝɹɐ ǝɹǝɥʇ ɟı 'ɹo - pǝuɹǝɔuoɔ ɯ,ı sɐ ɹɐɟ sɐ 'ʎllɐɔıʇıɹɔ ʇı ʇnoqɐ ƃuıʞlɐʇ ǝldoǝd ɥƃnouǝ ʇou s,ǝɹǝɥʇ ˙sǝoƃ uʍoʇ sıɥʇ uı uoıʇɐɔnpǝ sɐ ɹɐɟ sɐ llɐʍ ɐ oʇuı unɹ oslɐ ǝʌ,ı
˙ǝsıɔɹǝxǝ ƃuıʇɐıɔnɹɔxǝ uɐ sɟɟnʇs ʇǝuɹǝʇuı ɹǝɥʇo puɐ sʇsod ƃolq ƃuıpɐǝɹ sǝʞɐɯ ɥɔıɥʍ - sɹǝplnoɥs l,ıl ʎɯ uo pɐǝɹ ı ʇɐɥʍ ɟo ɥɔnɯ ooʇ ǝʞɐʇ oʇ ʎɔuǝpuǝʇ sıɥʇ ǝʌɐɥ oʇ unƃǝq ǝʌ,ı puɐ ˙ɥɔnɯ ooʇ pɐǝɹ ı 'sı ʇı sɐ ˙ǝɯ ɹoɟ ǝɯıʇ ssʎqɐ ǝɥʇ ɟo ǝƃpǝ sɐʍ ʎɐpɹǝʇsǝʎ ʇnq 'sı ʇı sɐ uoıssǝɹdǝp oʇ ǝuoɹd ʇıq ɐ ʎpɐǝɹlɐ ɯ,ı˙˙˙ǝɹǝɥ ǝɯ oʇ ƃuıʇʇǝƃ ǝɹɐ sƃuıɥʇ ʎuɐɯ ooʇ
˙ǝlıɥʍ ɐ ɹoɟ loʍɐ ʇıq ɐ ƃuıoƃ ɯ,ı
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Update: Until then, think about these posts.
11 comments:
Sorry things are so topsy turvy for you , Liprap. I hope the weight lifts and that you come back refreshed and in good spirits.
Take care.
be kind to yourself..
Good luck, Leigh. I'll be thinking about you and wishing you the best. I go to Mexico every summer for five weeks, and while I still try to blog from there, I do find that the distance from all things NOLA, Louisiana, and US helps to minimize the anxiety that comes with getting so wrapped up in such things. You've more than earned a vacation. Enjoy it and never regret taking it.
Last night I decided to take a week off and go to Mexico City.
There are a lot of people out there that see and feel what you do. You have to believe that.
Traveling is the only kind of therapy I give any credence to. We'll all be here when you get back.
Know that what Karen said is true.
Damn, girl! How'd you do that?
I know exactly how you feel. (And that explains the dearth of posts from me lately, especially meaningful posts.) I'm glad you're coming to knock some pins down and hear some good music tonight. Nothing like listening to some funk to get rid of a funk.
I did it with this:
http://www.revfad.com/flip.html
And yeah, I need to get out and get down. Period.
Do exactly what you have to do, no qualifications or apologies necessary.
Everyone has to recharge.
Having a small child is like two full time jobs.
Living in NOLA- I can't imagine- I just know about ya'lls struggles from what I've read from all you NOLA bloggers. It's a day in day out thing that those of us out here don't see and feel but you guys have given us a taste. YOu are living in what America could become not so long from now. No blinkers.
And that has to be exhausting and draining. And the school mission you've taken on is more than just worthy, it's critical and central, and it's called you and now you have to answer.
Rest and replenish yourself.
It's called obsession and losing perspective and we've all been there.
Do whatever you need to do to take care of yourself.
Be well, disconnect and nurture your soul my dear...
we'll all be here when you are ready to re-engage
This may be totally inappropriate, but I have the song "Upside Down" by Donna Summer stuck in my head while reading this post.
On another note, BIG HUGS. Feel better.
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