Settling....

...In
Into the California Leftist movement, that is. I kinda like this quote I heard today

"One of the penalties for refusing to participate in politics is that you end up being governed by your inferiors" - Plato

...Down
After a long and nice weekend, I had to come home so I could work tomorrow. We spent a wonderful afternoon with M.W.'s Newlyweds, walking around their new town, eating lunch, and talking. About writing a book... M.W. and I are talking about writing a book together. He wants to do it, and I have the time. Sounds like a match made in .... well.... at least in San Francisco, eh?
I'm so excited about it, I'm practically jittery. Add in some coffee, a few diet cokes and the speed-bump du jour, and you might tell me to take a time out! AAAAHHHH!

...Just Settling
Joints settle. So do houses, ideas, and prospects. Fear precipitates and then settles, and rain, I'm sure, does the same. It's natural... but why does everyone fear that I'm doing it? (I'm not, BTW). Last time I checked, I am a grown, educated woman who wants what she wants. Why, pray, would I have moved to California, if I was so all-fired into settling for something less than what I want out of life?

...Out
Guess I should have placed the rain comment here. But anyways, I gotta get out, gotta make some friends, and then maybe settling for something outside of the realm of what I normally deem suitable, would not be so far-fetched.

Editor's note: Frankly, I like who I am and... I like what I like. No one has ever forced me into liking something that I did not... although perhaps I have. With truth on our side, we can discover our hearts and then be true to them.