i’m alive, really. i know it’s been a while since i’ve last written (new things have happened in my life that have kept me busy, seeking new routines from the old that have been broken).
so much has happened that i want to write about, but i’m not sure where to start. perhaps a list will do for now:
- i got a new job
- i was put on medication by my doctor
- i’ve started the long journey of healing by taking the first step: admitting that i have a problem
- a dear friend of mine moved away to begin a new chapter of life
- i’ve started planning out a new story that i’d like to write
i have some great ideas for future posts – something that doesn’t happen all that often for me – and i hope to begin writing them soon.
for now, know that i’m alive, breathing, still.
traveling mercies. always.