When a Monday isn’t half bad, you’re happy. But it’s more than that…
It’s only recently that I’ve felt settled and can say: This new life isn’t bad.
I’ve been waiting for life to feel not so bumpy. I wanted it to feel normal and it hasn’t been normal since February. I tried to wait it out and I’ve tried to gently force it into my old normalcy. Each time I’ve failed miserably. You can’t just will or hope for a smooth path. The road either starts to flatten or you finally break in your boots.
My boots stop giving me blisters.
It took much longer than anticipated, but I got there. Life feels normal, ordinary and good again.
11 :: 30
“I got to say it was a good day.”