January is almost over and nothing from me. I could have taken the easy route and posted some resolutions. You know. Eat more vegetables. Learn to fly. Sign up for tap dancing, make a name for myself on Broadway. But I've been kinda quiet. Got the wind knocked out of me. Random Tuesday kind of shit and the fog is just lifting. I've been writing the past few days but nothing sticks. It's too new or too unsettled still. Proving hard to match with words. It's the uncomfortable of fitting in a new experience to who you thought you were. I didn't want it. But probably needed it. It's mixed with grief and shame and thankfulness. Stirring determination and grace. Willpower like a superhero. I didn't want a January like that to go by unmarked. Without so much as a hello. So, hi. Here's to new normals and lessons learned and growing up just a little.
