Day 2 of the journey, and honestly, it feels like at least a week has passed already. So much is happening, and there’s a lot stirring inside me.
I’ve let go of everything, my belongings stored away in a box. It’s my first time traveling without a real home, except within myself.
Yesterday, I felt sadness creeping in. I missed my friends, the ceramics studio, my bike, even the rain, and so much more. Before I left, saying goodbye hit me unexpectedly, and I realized how many wonderful people I have around me: my dance tribe, the artist way book-club , the ceramics studio team, my friends, my little brother, the market, and so much more. Sometimes, taking (a little) distance is good to see what you already have. So yes, there was sadness, but also a lot of gratitude.
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