There’s a cycle of settled and unsettled. Suppose it’s possible to sync up with someone else who lives in the same pattern, but that’s a tough find.
They do say it’s all about compromise. That’s too bad.
It’s a long list. I cross things off as the opportunity arises.
Become a pilot’s on the horizon.
Get outta there.
Away from the pack, I imagine.
No planning.
Sounds like heaven.
(Not actually, of course. But a nice fantasy).
More lessons to come.
Nothing to fight.
Too much stress.
A little control, a little delusion.