First Day of School

I feel like I'm starting high school all over again. This time, I'm not afraid of being shoved into a locker, getting lost and being late to class, or walking all over the school in an endless search for the swimming pool on the third floor.

No, my greatest fear right now is not being good enough.

Okay, I'm back.

Almost a month later. In a new apartment. Just dipping my toes into a new job. Knee-deep in another impossibly confusing "relationship." A good friend who just moved up north to follow her dreams. Spent four of the last six weeks on antibiotics. Round three now---for three weeks.

There is so much to say. So much to be afraid of. So much to be excited about.

Just...so. Much.

I will take this one day at a time. I will let myself process. I will grow. I will change. I will keep the stress level low, and the happiness high.

And most importantly, I will remember not to neglect this.