I’ve been busy working on a project. It’s been getting most of my attention. Happily I had one of those small breakthroughs that come unexpectedly. A few weeks into a project I’ll take my victories where I can. Feeling accomplished I celebrated by dancing in my kitchen. Accompanied only by the worried looks of the dog. Mid hustle the door bell rang. In the months I’ve lived here the door bell has never rung. I looked out the window to see who was at the door. Was it my self-consciousness made manifest? Nope just a lost soul, much like me, looking to find her way in the world.