Another Day

Last night when I went to bed I couldn't fall asleep. Nothing different from any other night. Lately, I have been having dreams about drowning. I have always had a phobia about water and the storm added to that fear I suppose. I spoke with a close friend of mine and she was telling me how to take it one hour at a time and try to be organized throughout all of this. She is a mentor of mine. She recently lost her father. Not from the storm. Her father was ill and she was explaining how everything happening in New Orleans has prevented her from mourning, not to mention plan for his funeral since people are displaced right now. She lives in Jefferson Parish so she faired pretty well throughout the storm which is a good thing. She expressed her concern for me considering she knows the extent of what I am dealing with past the hurricane. She is the only person who has the capability to put everything into perspective for me. She has such a fine insight on things its amazing. I guess she is right. This is something that would require not only taking one day at a time, but maybe even an hour at a time because it is so massive and can easily make someone not motivated to do anything. So I guess I will take her advice and move things at a reasonable pace and try not to be so depressed about things.