I let a lot of pressure go when I'm feeling overwhelmed.
And yet I still manage to feel guilty every time I see this blog tab.
Probably because the desire for all I set out to do in January is still there, but it is weak compared to other goals and life pulls, which take all the time I want to give.
What is left over goes to me, even though it's all mine.
But you know what I mean.
So this slightly-guilty weight just remains - solid, but suspended.
Is this weight to lose?
Or keep holding onto with a strand of hope?
A little guilt balloon with a hope string.
How many of those do I have?
Too many and I'll just float away.
