♡ every day, because I wake up and I’m okay, I’m here, I’m alive
♡ friends and family these past two weeks—I may have only replied a curt “thank you” to your messages, but I am deeply grateful for each one
♡ spending 5 days with my favorite not-so little person, who is growing up to be such a delightful human with so much love, empathy, and kindness <3
♡ somehow getting work done and accomplishing paperwork in the middle of all that’s happened
♡ finishing sex education, which was absolutely hilarious and brilliantly written—now season 2, please
♡ finishing my first book of the year and starting a new one (I keep needing to remind myself that educated is not fiction, what a story)
♡ a new season of schitt’s creek, my best discovery of 2018 (I know I’m a late bloomer). moira rose forever~
♡ getting a thousand words in for a short story I’m working on (I still have 6,000 more words to go…)
♡ getting to flex my strat muscles again (I haven’t done a strat plan since…2016 because my 2017 one was canceled, lol)
♡ my full moon in leo reading—makes me hopeful for the coming year. here’s to taking the steps to make all my plans happen.
Last exercise
It’s been two weeks since the first day of the writing retreat I attended in Portugal. I jumped right back into work upon arriving from
