a gentle re-knowing
I feel like I'm slipping out of my daily blogging era.
Life feels busy with weekend travels and mini getaways. New hobbies, pulling for first-place attention.
But I miss it.
I miss the soft struggle of marshaling my thoughts onto the screen. Capturing life experiences and sharing them to the void.
On the other hand, life feels full, leaving fewer moments for written reflection and self-analysis.
My inner fort of self-protection, which I've been building to keep safe, has been disintegrating. I'm pushing myself to widen my zone of solace in exchange for much-needed self-growth.
Only around others do I notice where my boundaries exist. A gentle re-knowing of the self.
