I'm filled with a longing this morning to dip inside myself and find what I know I am. I want to work from home. I want to write and create and be self sufficient within the framework of our family. I struggle with these truths, then turn the other way and know I love the check I receive from working outside the home. Money earned on other people's time is easy. It's hard to earn a check from doing it yourself. Or rather, I should say it's harder to stay on track and get things done that need done to work from home. In the end though, it's what I long for. I want an office that I can go to and write, unobstructed, letting fragments of thoughts pop to the surface. Those fragments blossom and expand into stories and moments that I know I can catch and make into a story. A different set of thoughts and opportunities have recently been thrown around and talked about. It's something that along with the writing, could make a decent cash flow. I know
