Fall Peaches

Who knew? There is a peach tree outside our door and as the days turn colder, the peaches are turning from green to ripe. I always thought those things happened in the Spring. That fruit trees blossomed and bloomed in the height of Spring.

It's interesting to me because I am feeling green lately. Unripe. Hard. Slightly bitter. Not pleasant to taste.

I know it's stress, change, uncertainty... But I hold this deep value that I do not want to be ruled by my circumstances. I want to be led by something stronger. I have to say that I am not excellent at living my values lately. I am excellent at making it, but beyond that I am just tired.

It's interesting. I can't seem to motivate myself to run, but I know I need to. I am 400 emails behind. I am not really taking pictures or writing because I am so tired... But the truth is, all of those things bring me exactly what I need. Running invigorates me, pictures and writing purge me, and people encourage me. I can't quite figure out what my deal is. One day at a time right?

OK - so in practical news. I am thinking about subbing at Park Street. Really. How hysterical is that? One of my counselors is there and a friend from church said she thought I should look into it, so I am going to. Why not? Poor young minds of America.

The street bed is gone. My friend Sarah is headed to Thailand so she lent me her bed, bookshelf and chair for as long as I need it. THANK YOU SARAH. My room still looks like a tribute to minimalism, but at this point, my life is indefinitely rooted here, so it's appropriate. It's also VERY easy to keep clean.

My goal for the day is to get the weekly schedule totally in place... and also to take a nap. I am worn out from not running.