Yesterday I completed a big project for the Tax Man... seven years overdue. Ha! My cells had completely regenerated in that time! And yet I was being asked to resurrect and reconcile. Ugh and double ugh. That was my attitude.
It was more than disdain for the work involved and the time it would pull from my passion projects; it was resentment. I didn’t want to go back in time, especially to a dream...
