I had a moment to myself today.
It was a gray, rainy day.
And the wind was blowing- raging- through the street up to my porch.
I was compelled to get some air-
To smell the air.
It was a long day.
As the wind tossed my hair about, I smelled cloves. And somehow, that scent; and the rain: its smell and sound; and the wind, bolstered my confidence.
And what had been a days-long downturn in self-confidence, turned into this spicy moment of assurance.
I can do this!
I am capable.
I can wrestle decisions down and plant my feet firmly on the conquered carcasses.
Oh yeah, baby. Hear me roar.
Amazing, what a stint in the rain and wind can do for this woman.