Another beautiful lunch break on another beautiful day.
Life is beautiful, lately. I’m capturing this feeling to have when life, as it always does, changes
A month come and gone. Starting a new job, preparing to move out on my own, drifting from the guy I’d been seeing and meeting someone new. A busy month that I’ve failed to document.
Time is moving fast. I want to continue exploring and traveling and truly living. I question if the routine I’m settling into will fulfill me.
For now, I will enjoy this book, this latte, and this lovely, last June evening.
Solo road trip lesson: I may be traveling by myself, without a travel buddy, but I am not alone. I’m connecting with others: fellow travelers, hosts, strangers. Traveling solo is far from lonely.
Final thought of the day: Maine is beautiful.
I love beginnings with their boundless opportunity, but endings, saying goodbye, are hard. And with beginnings and ends, one cannot exist without the other.
After three and a half years, my office is cleared and I’m saying goodbye. It was difficult leaving the relationships I’ve built, but I’m excited for my new job and the growth and independence it will bring.
There are no happy endings.
Endings are the saddest part,
So just give me a happy middle
And a very happy start.
I drive past this cemetery every (week)day on my way home from work. Today was different. Today felt like driving past a crowd of people, standing, watching, only observing, bound to where they are, knowing I am alive, and all they can do is watch and say, “You’ll be us someday.”