Actually, there’s no rest for the wicked, y’all. So today will find me cleaning the hotel and doing the final clear-out. And that’s all good.
The closure will be healthy. I can’t take much more of my multi-fractured attention. I’m a reverse diamond these days. Instead of my various facets and angles reflecting light, all my parts are dull and flat from being stretched too thin.
But don’t cue the violins. I’ll be fine. I just have to unpack for the next 6 weeks or so and adjust to the new place. Let me re-phrase that: I get to unpack for the next 6 weeks or so and I get to adjust to the new place.
Blessings. Sometimes they’re hiding in plain sight.