I slept in late today. Three hours more than I would have normally slept. I don’t know that extra sleep did me any good, but who ever really knows that.
Husband and I are still moving forward with our relocating up north idea. It’s exciting, the thought of starting over. Perhaps a brighter future ahead of us somewhere else. Brother-in-law thinks we’re not thinking straight, and the first friend I told says we are brave. It’s both, really. You can’t think straight when your life is too twisted to make sense of at present. I like the notion of bravery. I’m sick of being a victim of circumstance.
I’m enjoying this new space. I’m feeling more like writing more often now. I’m going to look back on this decision and be happy with it.
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