Changing the Script
There is an uncomfortable situation in my life regarding the potential sale of a painting that’s been stealing needed mental energy for months now. After the last insulting episode, I have to shift the script. For months, I practiced patience and allowed some behaviors, feeling like I was doing what I could to assist a sale. Then, it slowly unravelled. There have been multiple truths stretched and disappearing acts. When the unbelievable happened yesterday, I may have blacked out for a bit… shock does that to a system. I’ll work to get some clarity tomorrow, but it appears as though I’ll have one more painting in inventory soon.