Box of Chocolates

Life and writing are like a box of chocolates.

I started chapter 3 of my novel and as I got into it more and more, the creation of this world setting I'm creating came to life.  I made notes while brainstorming here and there, just little ideas, and it's almost like everything that has come to me in regard to this story and the setting is coming together.  The separate ideas and machinations are all flowing together into a tapestry with a life of its own.  I couldn't be more pleased.  I hope it sounds as good to others as it does to me once it is finished.

After the storm last night, I imagine that the pool water this afternoon is going to be just as frigid or worse than yesterday.  I don't imagine it will warm beyond the cold that it is until at least Friday.  That much water takes a while to warm up.  I will say that once you swim in cold water, the air temperature feels good and doesn't make you cold when you get out of the pool.  It's quite the opposite when the water is warm and the air is cool.  Maybe this time I'll even bring a towel.

I have a few little philosophy books that arrived for the new semester.  I'm thinking I may read ahead, even though I am not sure what to read first.  It could be something interesting even if it's not something I'll be taking notes on eventually.

Yesterday was my "Houston, we have a problem" on getting back to school next week.  I have a tire that is super bare on the outside corner and WAY out of balance.  I'm not sure what to do to get it to last just a few weeks longer until I can afford to have it fixed properly with a replacement.  I will have to come up with a solution in the next couple of days because I'll have to get it fixed right away if I'm to drive to the Blue River campus twice weekly.  It's crunch time, so something had better fall into place soon.

There has been a lot of turmoil of late, and some of it has stayed under wraps for the most part.  Eventually I may talk more about it.  That means 'do not ask please'.  The point is, up to this point everything has been made more difficult, especially through finals.  I think that I've moved beyond my initial difficulty and my coping skills kicked in nicely, so things are back to normal now and the additional stress has ebbed away into something like normal background noise.  Once upon a time if things proved difficult in this way, or if I had a major problem (crisis level or not), I would make things worse for myself, and it would become a crisis, and then there would be a depressive state.  Maturity and a greater understanding of the world around me has allowed me to change the way I handle events in life.  It is a HUGE relief to know a better path compared to what was an unhealthy way of dealing with things.  I appreciate the small and good things in life too much to let the bad things get to me.