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I've been thinking about this recently: "Where is my home?" Selling the house & all the other changes that happen w/ that have got me dwelling on that question. Yes, I found a wonderful apartment & I will be able to keep my dog. The moving date itself is still up in the air, but the lawsuit isn't. I got my court summons from Nathan yesterday & it's bad. I digress... I dearly love Minnesota, but is it really "home" for me anymore? Am I focusing on the wrong thing? I have friends that I love, but no career to hold me in MN. I don't have any children or a husband that have established roots here. Why am I so fearful of stepping out of my comfort zone?

I recently had a wonderful 4 day trip to New York, and I loved it there, but not sure I could ever live there. The energy of the city is magnificent, but caused me some anxiety at the same time. I feel like I somehow am betraying myself by not taking more chances. If I really wanted to move, I would do that! If I really desired to go back to school, I would somehow make it happen. I need a kick in the ass & a heavy dose of inspiration. My friend Erin said to me, "Sandra, be kind to yourself!". I am working at this.

Erin treated me to a Broadway play for my birthday - Good People starring Frances McDormand & Tate Donovan. You all know how much I love & and admire Tate! Watching the way he was able to master the stage and share it at the same time was inspiring. I could feel pain of the Margie & the frustration/shame from Mike as the story progressed. To say that I love theater is a major understatement. 
Erin encouraged me to get involved in music again. That is when it hit me - community! This is what I am missing. I long for a sense of community. My creative muscles are atrophied and weak. This is what I will work on. Am I ready to go back after such an extended absence. We'll see...



Montage: youtu.be/4WgW9vo-fic

Funny Clip: www.youtube.com/watch