You Set the Fire In Me, C.C.

I just spent several days of this long holiday weekend doing nothing but things that please me. I haven't completely shirked my responsibilities, but the ratio of fucking off to taking care of business has definitely been much higer on the fucking off side than normal.

I think I may have needed it, though I'm not sure I'm the best authority on what I need these days. Balance is ever elusive. I wonder if I'm going to have to go through this long and painful negotiation with my demons (perfectionism, extremism, fear, etc.) every time I start something new?

For now, a weekend of giving thanks with friends and family, snuggling, movies, more eating, picking Jessica up from the airport, more snuggling, yoga, and naps has done me right.