past future sense

• Eat breakfast, girl! 
• Enjoy making silly things for dear friends.
• Write letters. Can I send you one? 
• Listen to music. Gave up on music for far too long. Let's reconnect. 
• Nevermind the idea that professional contacts will stumble across this silly blog. Grown ups can blog too. 
• Reconnect with your best friends. 
• Let it out. 
• Be embarassed. 

I've now been in this town more or less for 10 years with a few interruptions. I've watched fans and foes of the Burg come and go. I've heard a million complaints, and made several myself. Yet I'm still here, after all.
Maybe the reasons to love the Hub City deserve a little fanfare.

Very few of my acquaintances would ever guess that I even know how to be still and quiet. But my oldest and  closest friends know that from time to time I prefer to drop off the grid entirely. I don't necessarily want to lay in a dark room by myself for hours. I need to create!
To make something so horribly embarrassing that it can only be left to utter alone time.
In the public, waking life, I know my skill set. I'm a communicator, a connector, a planner, a writer, a dreamer and a get in there and get your hands dirty kinda girl.

I also know what I cannot do. Unfortunately it's a much longer list.