Exactly one week has passed since leaving my dear ones in Nashville for a more… slow-paced break from what my existence had been for almost exactly 2 years. I honestly never thought this would be a decision I would make, and I’m still, very much, getting used to the idea of being “home”. In the past week my activities have included: packing, un-packing, cleaning, doing laundry, organizing, re-packing, cooking, ghosty marathons, a lot of brainstorming, and finally some sewing.
My parents have given me free reign of a large room in there house-which has become my (somewhat messy) designated area for creating. I am grateful for this, and only occasionally remind myself that it’s temporary.
And there is my past week.
love. love. r.
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