I feel left out and unhip because I've had no desire to post a map of the United States with colors on it. I must be missing something.
For the past couple of days, a lunchtime conversation with a friend has been bouncing around in my head. On the one hand, her concern and some other indicators have me giving serious consideration to anger and its place in my life. On the other, I'm also realizing that I may have hit a limit in this friendship—not that I won't continue to value and invest in it, but it might also be wise to accept that it may not grow past here. I can't and won't make everyone as comfortable with me as they might want to be, and I can't own all of that.
The Amazing Race is reality TV crack, and I'm so hooked.