Quiet day so far. I needed the down time. Yesterday was crazy busy, and I didn't get nearly enough taken care of. But the time was well spent exploring new opportunities for later this year.

So much has changed in a very short time. I've taken several different roads, and only time will tell where they may lead. I am at heart very down-to-earth with simple needs. I don't have grand dreams of wealth, fame or material excess nor of fairy tale happily-ever-afters, hundreds of friends, or powerful positions. I simply seek peace, hope, and a little happiness once and a while in an out of the way cottage by the woods with a some fun and adventure with those I care for most tossed in now and again.

Simple dreams. But neither I nor anyone around me would ever call me a simple girl. Nope. I'm complicated as fuck and so is my life. Most of the time I forget how complicated.

But as I think about it, there really isn't much of my life that is simple to explain.

My children...complicated.

My family...complicated.

My best friend...complicated.

My job...complicated.

My friends...complicated.

My past...complicated.

My home...complicated.

My car...complicated.

And my sex/love life...oh yeah, guess what...complicated.

Hell...even my dog is slightly complicated.

Most of the time I don't give a damn, as I rarely explain to anyone the other pieces of me. There are very few people close enough to me to get past my walls and see inside me or my life. They get what they get, and they don't need to worry about what's going on in all the other pieces of my life because it's really not their business.

But there are a few that have made it past my outer shell to see more of me. When they ask simple questions...it's nearly impossible to give a simple response. Most of the time, I'm not sure how much they even care to know. I definitely never know where to start. There is no beginning, middle, or end to any of it. And at this point I don't even have clear boundaries between the pieces of my life because they've all somehow begun to overlap.

*sigh*

Messy. Complicated. Me.

I stick with my core beliefs of honesty and straight-forward answers. But I sometimes wonder how much people can really take. And how much of the truth they truly want. Most aren't as strong or as flexible as they believe themselves to be, and sometimes the truth of me is more than they can understand or accept.

And somehow I don't see my life getting anything but more complicated as the months and years go by.

-Katherine