This year has been a series of weird happenings, parallel universes, and optical illusions. I have found myself feeling like I was watching myself live while trying not to die. Each day started to feel like dress rehearsals for a day I had already experienced. It is very hard to live in a world that seems to be tilting so far on the axis that it finally reaches an upside-down position and has no seatbelts. It is as if the very Earth we step on is being shattered from the center and thrown out into space with every step each of us takes. I have tried to find balance and see the real me in the shadows. I am looking for the me in the middle. The middle is what holds the core, the middle is where the foundation is solid, everything else is just passing in or out. I’m finding myself, as you may be also, in spaces that don’t seem to fit. I am confident that the real me is in there somewhere and will soon be where she belongs.