ribbit. ribbit.

recently i came across a self-help book i started, but never quite got through.  it's called "40 days and 40 nights: taking time out for self-discovery" and the last time i saw it was Day 11 - in January of 2007.  wow, i'm really glad i stayed on top of that one.  what's worse, i was more than mortified to flip through those few pages and find that, in fact, in these almost 7 years...not much has changed.  i still whine about my fears and struggle with trying to figure out what the fuck i'm doing; i mean, really???   now, now.  tsk tsk.  well, it was a weird year, 2007.  things were slightly upended, to say the least, but you do bring into your life that which you have the space for.  

that said, in said, same book, i came across a list of things of Who and What Do I Love:

myself, family, nature, snow, fresh air, sunshine, music, drama, Mozart, opera, a good book, good food, good tv, Belgrade, Bosnia, my friends, my [good] lovers, my passport, $$, my freedom, travel, new places, new faces, NYC, that feeling of passion when you get lost in something really amazing, whatever it may be, SEX, yoga, self-control, people with good energy, frogs, the Universe, relaxing, peace...

that's how i wrote it, frogs and ellipses and all.

really, do things ever change or do they stay the same but just get much better [or worse] depending on what crayon you take out of the pack.

now, now.