I have had so much going on the this last month. I spent most of my weekends away — learning, laughing, traveling, experiencing. I attended the EVO conf, had a full-on 5siblings+parents+grandparent reunion in Pcity. I worked, I moved in with my Sissy.
I’ve been damn busy. I am going to visit my favorite person in Chicago tomorrow. I am overly excited/nervous/anxious/furiously happy to get to see him and wander through Chicago. I’ve never been. Have you? How is it? I’m already hot. And sweaty. Is that weird? Anyways, after I snuggle/bombard/SMOOCH my GBF I am going to visit my parents in Guatemala. I love Central America. And my parents. It’s going to be a great end to my summer.
But then what? I have been searching tirelessly for what I am supposed to be doing with my time/life/existence/power/money. And yes, I agree, I too think that I should be living in Maine for the Fall, and going to London for Christmas, and D.C. cherry blossom sighting in the Spring. Right?
I found an old fortune the other day when I was moving, it said:
Contentment is just around the corner for you. Look forward!