A week of rule 3

That, and rule one. Been doing a bit of support, and not just the physical ‘build this, move that ‘ stuff.

Not complaining, its what I do. Always in a support role in some form,,,

Where my unsettled side is??? Its there, but getting easier to swallow even if I haven’t found my solution yet. My resolve to not return to the rut is growing.

And i may have to swallow some bitter pills along the way, but my consolation is that I won’t be the only one at that feast. Those that chose to act the way they did will have just as bad, if not worse, a nasty pill to swallow.

And I feel zero sympathy.

I can be my own worst enemy, and some small part of my hind brain is screaming that my ‘breaking the mold’ is me being that worst enemy. But that is conditioning, and I know it. Its time to stretch those wings I have been developing the last 12 years.

I’ll fly, or I’ll crash to the base of the tree. Its that simple.

Or I’ll be the flying squirrel and glide to the next tree and do some more climbing.

Time will tell.