I’m just not that into going out these days. I have to get out of this lame-ass mode because it’s no way for a social girl to start spring, but I must say I think I’ve matured over this winter. Well, maybe it’s not matured, I don’t think there’s anything immature about wanting to go out a lot, but still there’s something big in slowing down. I think I’ve at least changed a lot.

It’s strange to reflect back on where I’m at on Easter, a day that means nothing to me so it’s actually not all that strange really. Maybe I reflect too much, but I think reflection is part of the learning. I can’t believe what a different space I’m in right now. Three and a half months ago, I would have never guessed this is how my life would have turned out. Although my “friend” said it best, it’s like the future had been a carrot dangling in front of me for a really long time, and now I can actually taste the tip. I know I’m being aloof as always, but I’m really happy. The fast made me see things clearly. I understand my life a bit better, and although tonight I tested myself with some sort of jealousy thing, I know that there are things I have to learn to trust in.

But right now I think something’s burning on my stove…

Hold that thought..

Okay..nothing burning..Let’s talk about Jesus. I have these Jesus candles and this Virgin Mary nightlight in my apartment. They most definitely freaked my Jewish mother out. But, I think Jesus is it these days, I mean in terms of fashion. Plus I feel the need to feel the hood. Jesus, I think all the kids love Jesus. Right President Bush?

Anyway…

Thanks to F. for that lovely Easter brunch complete with talk about the two things I know are in these days.

Sex and Spirit.

It’s all coming together…