Not much to say, that's all

Its been a few weeks since I sat down to write anything at all. I tend to do that. But there really hasn't been much for me to say. Just another endless tunnel of twists and turns. I'm getting so used to it doesn't really phase me as much anymore.

Someone said to me today, "You haven't written anything lately". I was like, oh yeah. But its not because I haven't wanted to. Maybe its just that so many things have gone good, gone bad, gone up and gone down that I just don't want to rehash it all. Like if putting it down cements that it all happened.

I guess I've been trying to convince myself its all been a dream that I will wake up from and things will be like they are supposed to be. Or at least how I want them to be.

Here is what I am being taught:

Shrinkage...and how to adjust to it.

Shrinkage could be good you know. Like when a person loses weight or their debts shrink. But my life seems to be shrinking. Things I would have never thought I could live without...suddenly...not so important. Shrinkage is a pain. It hurts. Its uncomfortable. Especially when you come from a place where you felt there was room and space and air. Now I just feel...shrunk.

So I am learning to live in the shrink-wrap state of my life. There is not much room in here so that's why there wasn't much to tell.

I'm shrinking.

Or better yet.

Its all shrinking around me.