March 25, 2021

Sometimes (often) I have so much to say (but like, especially in person) that it comes spilling out of me!

Other times, I find myself wanting to say a million things and not being able to settle on even one. And still other times I find that writers block (or speaking blocks) and this bizarre substance that is human creativity and intellect evade me so entirely that I can’t even string words together. Often I feel all three things in one single day.

This year (which I guess I can start really just looking at as the beginning of the rest of my life) has made me so much more aware of my processes and how I process things. It’s made me aware I’m probably never going to figure all of it out, which all things considered, is reasonable and just fine. It has taught me infinitely and brought me places I never imagined I’d be. In some ways it has beaten me down and in most ways it has picked me so high back up again.

This picture was taken a year ago in a very different world and as much as I (like most of us) miss a lot of things about that world, I also deeply appreciate some things in this world too. It has allowed me the space to grow and morph and move and shift and right now, currently, I feel like there is just so much lightness and sparkly gold joy in my day-to-day right now, and I think that’s all I have to say (it spilled out)