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I checked under the couch, behind the pickles in the fridge, in the dog house . . . Nowhere is it to be found.

I keep looking back at this chart I found on Pinterest awhile back, the Comfort Zone through the Growth Zone. I think my brain is most definitely stuck in the Comfort Zone. I occasionally jump straight from the Comfort Zone into the Learning Zone, and immediately the Fear Zone that is between the two starts to invade.

Almost like it’s pissed that I skipped the customs examination between the borders because it was hoping to hit me up for a fine or two. “Excuse me ma’am, but you failed to declare ‘self confidence’ as an item you’re bringing in today, so that’s a fine of $500…”

Sometimes though, I don’t go to the Learning Zone. I thought I did, but then I do something and realize, “ooooo…should’ve done more research before pulling that trigger. I guess we’re going to have to learn fast, now.” And then the border security guards for the Fear Zone get REALLY pissy, and everyone loses their mind because I’ve got the wrong visa, and how did I get here without a passport, and then interpol gets involved, and then I’m hiding under my bed for a week or two.

Which is where you would think my brain would be, since that’s the most common place for it to hide, but alas, not so.

I’m not really certain what I’m writing about, today. It seems to be a random collection of words strung together, desperately in search of an idea.

I still haven’t found this blog’s “voice.” I don’t want to write about writing–there are so many others who do that, and do it rather well. I would write about my cats, but I haven’t any. I can only complain so much about falling short of my own ideals for myself before I want to cancel my membership to myself.

But, I suppose that consistently writing a blog for Wednesdays is a good start. Puttering with the mysteries of customizing a WordPress page is another step. Trying to figure out video editing, then audio editing are more.

Taking baby steps to protect yourself is irritating.