Today, I realized what I have always wanted to do with my life. Lately (ok, for several years) I've just been surviving.. no goals beyond keeping a roof over my head, steady employment, health... but it's not enough. It's never been enough. Since I was 11, I have wanted to travel the country in an RV. Today I decided it's not just a dream, but a goal. I want to write. I want to travel. I will make this happen. Step one, start saving. Step two, declutter my life. That's going to be the hardest part, I think. I have held on to so many things for so long, thinking one day I would settle down, have a house, store everything in an attic or basement for my nieces or grandnieces to discover... but maybe I can donate some things, for someone else to discover, I don't know. And I need to start writing again. Wish me luck.
Restarting my blog here is one step. It's time to be a grown up. What does that even mean?
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