There's beauty in the Breakdown

This past week was a hard one. Too many Chiefs, and not enough Indians... Ironically, I would love to be one of the Indians (in so many levels), but I HAVE to be a Chief.

So of course I internalize my anxiety and forge ahead, RMC style... but no more. Once I allowed myself to admit I cannot do it alone, and that I need people as much as they need me to make it a success... there was comfort. Or, as one of my favorite songs says, "there's beauty in the breakdown." Rock on Frou Frou, rock on.

I have to be somewhere in an hour, and the sun is out (as is a copious amount of pollen), but that's ok... I can do this. I can.