It’s been well over a month since my last post, and that makes me incredibly sad. I have missed the friends I’ve made in this space, and the solace that typing away here gives me. I’ve thought a lot about what to write to return and for whatever reason, “my thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations” (John Greene).
This morning, this sweet blogger left a comment on my last post, letting me know my absence was noticed, which was just the nudge I needed to return. Lately, life has overwhelmed me.
Back in August, I said farewell to New Jersey, and journeyed across rivers and mountains and plains in my trusty Subaru, and now, I’m writing from America’s Dairyland. This season of change has been a rollercoaster; full of the highest peaks, and the lowest valleys, and I don’t see the ride’s end yet. But I do feel a bit of a sense of inevitability; like I just need to hold on tight and embrace it all, and eventually things will feel smoother.
While hunting for a job, I’ve been auditing a letterpress class, and taking another adult school photography class, and volunteering at a gallery. I’ve found that staying as busy as possible is good for me. Basically that’s where I am: keeping busy and trying to embrace the rollercoaster ride called change. And of course, I’ve been crafting, cooking, photographing, and reading, but unfortunately not gardening along the way. I do want to share those and other leftover tidbits from the summer but first I just wanted to say hello again.
With love from Wisconsin,