I don’t usually write on Mondays, so I am not feeling that guilty for spending the morning painting and the afternoon sewing signatures.
This is a dream that has been on the back burner for years. Fifteen years, at least. So it is both exhilarating and terrifying to be following through. I have so many plans.
And weirdly, I think that actually doing this instead of dreaming about it, will free me up to relax more, read more, be more generous in general.
Eh, could just be the medication kicking in.
Either way, this is me: warts and all – and I can accept the world, too – warts and all, because this is real life and this is what we get and it is … wonderful, really.
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