Projects, Recreation, Sense of Purpose

I can feel my bile rising

In bringing all my things to storage today, my house is becoming empty and I'm feeling jittery, feels like powerlessness, you know, like I've lost the power to anticipate my own future. I guess that is a delusion I usually have: thinking I know what will happen next. Or I just build a cozy little world so the options of what can happen to me are limited by my surroundings. Stepping out from my normal set options of living (my neighborhood, breakfast, streets, restaurants, familiarity) leaves me nervous, but full of space and trust that whatever comes next will be right on. 20110531-082553.jpg