Running...But Not Away IX

I closed the blinds today. The ones that look at my neighbours house...I closed them. I don't think I ever closed them, always afraid it wold make me a prisoner in my own home I left them open for the others to be uncomfortable and never give an inch. I closed them because leaving them open only hurts both and I don't want to contribute to that any longer. I keep thinking that if I would have prayed and wished for them to do better then I wouldn't be looking at them again...but here they are. I want to forget I ever knew them, I want to forgive all the trauma they caused us and more than that I just want to move on...for everyone to be able to move on.

The wheels of my writing are moving, even if they are grinding. I was asked to be a contributing writer for another woman's book...she's famous. I don't know if they will choose my essay but I was asked to submit one so I wrote one and emailed it last week.

I was back in NY last week and met up with Joseph, it was nice to know we could still laugh together and be friends. He looked good, happy and healthy like he used to be. We had dinner and wandered through the city laughing while remembering all the fun we had over the past few years.

Now I sit and look out my back window waiting on final edits, it's so close to being able to fly...