One Day and Counting

Its beautiful outside right now. Its 6:30am and snowing fairly hard. The streets are quiet and it seems so peaceful.. I can't wait until I live out in the woods so I can totally experience a full winter without the interuption of the city. For now I will be glad for what I have. Waiting for this new segment of my life to start is getting a little tiresome. My frustration level is high so I have to remember that things happen in the manner they do for a reason. I registered with office team last night so hopefully that might generate some interest. Next week I am taking Steve my resume and I am hitting the streets with it to look for work. I am a warrior in my heart and I am no longer willing to sit back and wait for Kipp to take care of our situation. I don't know why I thought he should in the first place. I'm losing faith in him little by little and it really hurts me to think that but I feel its the truth. He is losing himself in alcohol and other things and slowly turning away from me. I suppose it was inevitable since we are both addicts at heart. Maybe our paths are meant to separate but I hope not. I still love him just not his actions. I can't stand seeing him feel so frustrated all the time. He is hurting too and we are both wondering how we got to this point in our lives. However, I am not willing to settle for this. I want more from my life than a short stint of success and then nothing but dissappointment. I'm thinking of trying to start a group to meet with once a week for support and witchiness. I want to develope my skills and learn to use them to my advantage. I keep putting my personal growth on the back burner never letting myself fully experiment with what I can possibly reach. I think I am still a little bit scared of turning away from conventional religion fully. Its strange because I know in my heart that the things I have learned are the truth. There are just too many obvious answers to ignore it all. Old habits die hard I guess. I feel very isolated right now and finding a group of women to help me along might strenghthen my spirit enough to find some resolution. Here are some pictures I took a couple days ago. Some of them remind me of fairy houses and hiding spots. Enjoy!