Homeless

 Far from being on the street I am still Homeless. My things are still in storage and for how long that is a good question. I am being productive in searching for a house but we are not ready yet to make a move on any of my finds so not much hope right there. So much of who I am is packed, just as my stuff is packed. It is bad enough to be derooted from my land, family and friend, it is another to have only my memories to keep me grounded. So here I am trying to work it out with a good attitude, making this present tense not so tense. I have been spoiled most of my life and I should be content with my perfect state right now. I have been teased with this little European vacation and I want more. Greed again. Do you know how much stronger the feelings of losses are than the ones of welbeing? I do embrace the strong feelings as it is making me feel so much alive. Drama queen maybe, maybe just in love with the Drama, the Opera, the Passion, the Love with a bit L I am trying to channel them into writings and images. A bit scattered most of the time but that also illustrates who I am. An eternal romantic wondering the pages turned and turned and turned again in search of the impossible without a concrete plan nor sticking to the list.