I started to write a post back on... Friday? Saturday morning? Anyway, I was back in the only place I've ever truly considered home besides my parents' house, and it wasn't the same. Things had changed. Lots of things. Some things weren't as glorious as I had remembered them. But at the same time it was still beautiful, it was still that old home of mine, some things hadn't changed and were still as glorious as I remembered.
When I started the post, I was depressed because I couldn't go back. But now I'm not depressed anymore. I still can't go back to the way it was, but I got validation that those memories are real and they were great times... and that I can make myself a new good life even if things aren't perfect around me.
I'm doing an online course for the next month-ish. I may not be writing here as much because of the writing I'll be doing for that. I'm going to keep up on my podcasts, but probably putting that stuff in the class writing too. Maybe. No promises. Actually I may drop the podcasts during the class if they're interfering.
This podcast I love, because she teaches us to do the three P's. Persistence, Patience, and Practice. And everyone take note, Perfection ISN'T one of the P's.
Also, I'm going to be stepping away from the computer a bit. I think that's contributing to my neck/shoulder/back pain and my headaches. I'll still be around occasionally, but not on the couch or the bed for hours at a time.
And now, time to go for today.
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