End of a semester...

Art class is over for the semester last Tuesday evening. Makes me sad. I have really enjoyed this semester. Prof. R. is great, I’m hoping she has an evening class in the fall on Tuesday/Thursday evening. I would like to continue this journey. If not I’ll look for a creative writing class in the evening. No summer classes though. Working to get my sailboat back in the water.
Getting close to launching. Need to bolt the swing keel in, finish the paint, then head for the lake for a leak test.
It’s been a challenging season for me. Had a really tough winter. This spring found some difficult food allergies/sensitivities. It’s been a challenge to drop my intake to no processed food. I stay away from Gluten, fructose, dairy, and corn. So far I’ve been doing very well at eliminating products with all four allergins. One of the benefits is the weight loss, 18-22 lbs in 4 weeks and the sugar cravings aren’t as bad as they were.
I’m at a strange place in my life. Not happy, kind of lost, like I felt when I was a little boy. I’m not sure I can or know how to change any of it. It may be more of the fear holding me back. I cannot end something without having something to replace it. I’m also not sure I’m sorting it all out correctly.
The weather is very cool for May 9th. It’s in the 40’s at the moment. Wish I was sitting by a campfire.  More rain is coming this weekend.
Had a discussion tonight about hiding in our man caves and not allowing others into our lives. I’m very selective about allowing people to get close to me. I have a hard time initiating friendships, I don’t understand why but I also don’t know how to fix it. Once in a while I meet someone that really resonates to me and I get drawn into their web whether they realize it or not. It’s not their fault and I hold no fault on their part after all they probably don’t see me the way I see them but I would love a word or simply a hello. I cannot help it, it’s who I am. I’m an over analyzer. I am constantly rehearsing multiple outcomes to the simplest word or gesture.

Hurting
Leaking
Longing
Lonely
Heart.

Later..