"Altar"-Ego

(Not my altar, just a cool one I saw on the web)

At work, I hide behind my books. When I'm playing my music I hide behind my piano. I'm terrified of being in the public eye to the point of anxiety attacks at times. Some people call it stage fright, I don't know what to call it. But when I'm behind my Altar I don't feel the need to hide. My heart doesn't race like it does in all other scenarios. I have no fear, no anxiety, as if when I walk into that circle someone else takes over...I call her my Altar-Ego.

TIME

Happy Turkey Day to all. I've just been contemplating how to begin my blog, and time has gotten away from me. It seems to do that a lot lately. Time is not my friend, no matter how much time it seems I have, it's never enough. Between working and taking care of family, there seems to be no time for ME. Not to be selfish, I love my family and there is nothing I wouldn't do for them, but when is it my turn? I try to make time for myself, plan to do things for me, and again time is stolen from me before I even knew it was there. I never seem to have the energy with the little time I do have, and I end up wasting it. I guess that's life.