preparing to molt
the destination unknown
a new life awaits
This beautiful post about molting by Andrea got me thinking about the idea of change and transformation.
I’m feeling like a caterpillar getting ready to molt or maybe a bear preparing for hibernation. I’d like to stop everything, hang out, spin a comfy cocoon, and molt into a shiny version of myself! I don’t seem to want to do anything other than read, watch Netflix, eat, and sleep. As I mentioned in the last post, I have several decisions to make, the most important being whether to stay in Fayetteville or move elsewhere. I want to move but have no idea where to go. I’m tired of my life, yet I don’t know where else I would rather live. This is an interesting paradox, with no clear target, a lack of motivation to do much of anything, and a need to move in about a month.
Maybe I’ll just go back to munching on my treats.