"One minute you will feel like a wild horse straining to break loose, and the next moment you might feel like all you want to do is lie down and take a nap." That's my horoscope today—and it could be the horoscope of my life.
Many of my friends are in turmoil right now—quitting jobs, getting laid off, breaking up, moving to new apartments. And I know they're anguished about leaving the familiarity and comforts of an imperfect world for a strange, scary new world. Although I don't particularly want to leave Other or look for a new job or downsize to a new apartment, there's a part of me that's envious. They've been blown out of their boxes and can reinvent their lives, redecorate new homes, start fresh. I'm stuck with patching together the old pieces of my life in new ways, reorganizing the litter of a quarter-century in the same apartment, putting one foot in front of the other over and over along the same path.
Sometimes it feels like security, but sometimes it feels like stasis.
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Stasis. That's exactly the word we used to talk about our relationship.
I think I need to check my horoscope.
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