This is me in the flow as I put a foundation under my future. This is the happy face I have seems to prompt people into asking me, “What’s wrong?”
Nothing’s wrong. Maybe it’s being an INTJ, where I’ve worked out how not to cause people to question me on what’s wrong, so they don’t normally see this face.
But it’s who I am. Today, I got the grading done of a hill while I dulled my cutlass – my 3 canal – on things that needed to get chopped down to clear my path.
Progress comes, though. Slowly. But it will happen.
Tomorrow, more battle with bactris major, this weaponized chlorophyll that I will not have in my eyesight. Much less my skin.