A week from today, my summer will be over. Most summers I go into— thinking about all the things that need to align in order for my expectations to be met. This summer, wasn’t even really a summer; just a continuation of my year. But, what WAS a year of relatively stagnant activity and a LOT of thinking time, turned into a warm weathered exploration of my abilities, of my desires, and of my needs. I met new people, some of whom I really grew to like, while others gave me an understanding of who I never want to be and NEVER want to befriend.
It has, indeed, been a tiring journey. And I like to think that the next few years will entail much of the same. Despite the anticipated change to come, I am satisfied. I am content with my beginnings.