taffy

I'm feeling like I'm being pulled in different directions. Note to self: it's only "vacation" when no one knows you in the town you visit. We had a wonderful day, drinking at a local winery on the very edge of Lake Erie. The sunset was beautiful, with wispy clouds of pink and soft oranges. It was a picture good enough for a jigsaw puzzle. : ) My expectations to write are still there, but others seem to be making plans, without asking for affirmation from me. My expectations of dealing with everyone with love may become a challenge. There is a lot of inspiration here, I think because it's so new to me. I'm anxious to explore and find things, but it's a little aggitating when I'm told "you won't like it". I'd rather decide that for myself. I think it's time to stealth myself. I need to make myself invisible. I may slink out of here early in the morning, borrow the car and see what happens.