waiting for the green light

 

 

“-tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther…. And one fine morning–    So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald

 

 

 

 

 

 

broken

 

“She felt as if the mosaic she had been assembling out of life’s little shards got dumped to the ground, and there was no way to put it back together.”

~ Anne Lamott

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

wake up

“Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written, or you didn’t go swimming in those warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.”
 – Anne Lamott