Sleeping With Bread

In the last week when did you feel most alive?

Wow--depends on the definition of 'alive', I'm sure.
I think I had the most appreciation for TODAY was when I was staring that stupid doctor's appointment in the face. The mere thought of getting to make it and once again going in to do that familiar 'stuff'---even though it's a much watered down version of it--was enough to jump start me back into where I needed to be. You'd think the further away you get from that gunk, the more you'd be floating around on some cloud. I mean, geeze....you've got that gift of TIME that no one believed you'd get!
*shaking head*
Oh no........not me! The further I get away from all of that, the more surreal it feels. Making that call--even knowing the call was needing to be made--got my attention.
It put things back into perspective and took the air out of the fluff in life.
How I go about losing perspective--I haven't a clue.
Geeze I wish I'd quit letting go of priceless lessons!!

....When did I feel the least alive?

As a matter of fact--that would be the day following the appointment being made. G'head..........shake the head and get it over with.
That simply puts the exclamation mark on what I put above, doesn't it?

The good news is I managed to grab it back again on Wednesday.
I gotta quit letting go of the things I need to hold on to and stop holding on to the things I need to let go of, huh?