Real life events have hit me hard this week. There’s been conversations about both ends of Motherhood. My exercise routine has pretty much turned on its head. There’s a new poetry course started too which is already presenting some interesting possibilities to brain and progression. It’s good when you can say you’ve done your best work in a period when everything is both simultaneously brilliant and terrifying.
The next month, yet again, has the potential to alter everything I am.
I am so fucking ready.