T MINUS 13

It's been no secret that I've been "going through a rough patch" lately. Not the more productive or shining last few months of my life... not fabulous at all. I guess some might say I could learn from this time, that I need to pull myself up by my bootstraps and cowboy up... yeah, you're right. It's not that easy though. I was thinking earlier what term would I use for this period of my life? Y'know, like if I could put a word or phrase to this stage what would best fit? I've figured it out. I'm going through my "latency" period. Self-imposed? Yes. How'd you get here? I really don't know. A series of happenings and choices really. Ready to move on to the next phase? (deep breath) Yes. But it's going to take some time.

Def: Latency- The condition of being temporarily inactive or state of being hidden.

αφάνεια, λανθάνουσα κατάσταση, (σε Η/Υ) λανθάνων χρόνος (διάστημα μεταξύ εντολής και εκτέλεσης)
(That's the greek definition of latency. I don't read or speak greek, but c'mon, it looks cool.)

So, luckily for me, I'm going home. My second home, the one place on the earth that's a catalyst for change for me. I'm not naive enough to think I just need to jet across the ocean and spend a couple days on the island to be a changed being, but symbolically, it's coming at a good time. I have so much to take there. Not actual "things" but a lot of stuff to take and leave behind. Especially the bowl.

Like I tell my kids when they leave my office, "Go make good choices." It's all a choice.