still nano-ing

We are nearly halfway through nano-ing blog family. The goal is a 50,000 word novel (or so) by the end of November.

I’m working. A fair bit.

This is only the second full weekend I’ve spent in my apartment – opposed to traveling away mischief seeking in the hills of Connecticut.

This morning I woke up at six and sipped hot Yerba Mate with coconut milk chatting with family in Australia as they nestled in for bed. I burnt Nag Champa incense, listened to yoga music radio, and belly danced for an hour. Then I wandered along the east river with a Brooklyn visitor weaving into the village for autumn delights like pumpkin pie with double espresso. I took the bus home, up first avenue, with my face buried in a new book I bought downtown.

I think the most exciting thing about the present time in my life is finally feeling like I am exactly where I’m supposed to be doing exactly what I am meant to be doing at the moment.

Reflecting on the life I’ve lived around this time so far, nothing knocked off my game the way my marriage did. And if the marriage screwed me up, imagine what the breakup did.

Long before I ever went to Australia, I’ve been pretty in tune with my purpose. And I’m fairly certain that helping people out is the best way for me to make myself useful.

Anyways, this writing thing has been the other thing ingrained in me since ever. Considering present happenings. I’m absolutely certain that for now, I’m doing things right.

Let’s see how long it lasts…

I see you NaNoWriMo. Thank you for sucking book out of my fingertips.

Tick tock tick.

PS. Shout out the puppies. Thanks for nothing Richard Branson. I’ll fly them over myself, mate.

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