Sitting in my car waiting for the sun to rise, watching rain gently fall, drinking coffee. Waiting, wanting, wanting changes but not knowing how to make them happen. Not quite sure what those changes should be. Fall is the time of year for settling in, winter the time for rest, spring the time for growth. Maybe that is what I'm feeling the start of spring, ready to shed the blanket of winter and stretch towards something new. I know the answer will come I just have to keep looking. So often in the past I've buried myself in numbness allowing things to just be ok. I want things to be better than ok, I want to live the best life I can live.
It's Art Journal Summer School Time!
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