Lately I’ve been thinking about me. Selfish, I know. I often take a look at myself and try to refine bits and pieces to make the perfect me. At this moment in time, I feel very un-defined.
I’m trying to find my place in the world. I enjoy honing in my feline massage therapy skills but I can contribute more and want to.
I am drawn to being involved in the lung cancer community but I’m not sure in what capacity. Got any suggestions? I could really use an excuse why I’m the only ‘retired’ person on the block with an unkempt lawn.