‘Blog’ has been on my To Do List for a while.
I keep wanting to. But the past four months have been pretty dark, not pitch black, but a bleak grey, like ever present storm clouds, lingering in the sky, refusing to blow away.
We are approaching our sixth month mark of being without a house of our own. And while there’s been a lot of color splashing through those months, there have been too many things which have me straining my neck for the hazy rainbow in the distance, the promise of a brighter tomorrow.
Unlike previous times I’ve taken a stretch from blogging, I’m not going to give you the run down of everything I’ve been up to because, let’s be honest, most of it isn’t that exciting. But I will let you know my plan. My plan is: Less face. More feet. More story. I’ve taken a hiatus from my Instagram account since January 1st and I’ve found I now have less of that weird weighed down feeling I get from social media. And, if you’re one of my five followers, you know that my feet make a frequent appearance in the photos I take. So, basically, I’m hoping to tell more stories and show more of my feet. Make sense? Hopefully it will.
To end this totally weird and strange welcome back to myself, I leave you with this quote from The Music Man, which I’ve been listening to a lot recently. It’s fitting for the space I’m in and perhaps, it will help you, too:
“You pile up enough tomorrows, and you’ll find you are left with nothing but a lot of empty yesterdays. I don’t know about you, but I’d like to make today worth remembering.”
-Harold Hill The Music Man
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