They’re driving me mad.
I thirst for exercise.
I can’t survive unless my business succeeds.
I am driven to to blog. Oh goodness, do I ever want to work on you, jenniferheller.com.
New vision: front page newspaper style layout…slider…and the shop that has been in the works for EVER. Various authors!! Avatars for Alex, tales of Tom Petty from g., ridiculous forwards from Dad, dating adventures from Julia, Readers Like You. And dividing these 700-some posts into some awesome sub-personalities: Drunk Jen / 12-year-old Jen / Single Jen / Jen of Jenfest / Introspective Jen (that’s me)…
My lesson in this year is definitely patience. I’ve avoided it for decades. But no, no…you, Jennifer Heller, are going to be patient.
(That’s the Universe talking.)
And my insides growl. How can dreams so big not effect the enjoyment of the present?! Why does everything have to take so damn long? Why are there only 24 hours in a day??
These are the questions that haunt my life.
*sorry people I love, sometimes I cuss.
I know, why is time so finite? Where’s time’s customer service? This universe had better give me some good feedback or else I’m gonna drop them. Competition’s tough for conscious experience providers, yo!
HILAR!!