I saw this phrase, "Living a Double Life," in passing a moment ago. And it resonated deeply. Immediately. Unlike so much that I see in passing each day, literally thousands of words and phrases.
Why? For the same reason I think that I cried at the thought of my childhood home being sold today (final offer accepted, pending financing). Because I feel like I am so far from the person I want to be, the person I was, my inner child, so to speak. I am stressed, busy, barely keeping up. I am aging, my icons (yesterday Farah Fawcett AND Michael Jackson) are dying. I feel myself dying - aren't we all every day? And I wonder when was the last stretch of time (not moment, stretch...) where I was truly living authentically? Where is this girl?