I thought.

Sometimes I do think, but not often.  In fact, one of my best life skills is not thinking.  Ignoring, temporarily forgetting, burying deeply and pretending things are fine, those are my specialties.  Terrible skills to have. Although I know they serve a purpose, but using these skills for years makes for a really expensive therapy tab.

So I'm trying to work through my current emotions about Costa Rica and all that happened there.  All that has happened since my return. It gets really confusing at times.  Knowing what was real and what wasn't.  And maybe the truth doesn't matter, and I'll probably never know the entire truth.  The reality is I need to learn and move on.  Without distraction and crutches that are soooo easy to fall into. 

I never intended for this blog to become a relationship whining blog, and it won't be this way forever.  My Jungle life adventure will evolve into something else and so will this blog.  I plan to travel and explore and live an adventurous life again.  It may not be in a real jungle with deadly snakes and food foraging, it may only be here in Portland.  But I know my life will be an adventure again.  I mean, it is anyway, really.  I'm an outlier, unemployed, making do, selling some art, sitting some pets and creative financing.  I just need to heal, rest, recharge and eventually redirect.