flux
there’s a lot to say, but the words are slow to come.
if i had to pick one, “change” would be the word of the hour, the week, and the month — and it’s just beginning.
work, home, and life are all in a state of flux, and it is at once exhilarating and exhausting. the start of autumn always seems to find me on the cusp, hoovering for just a few moments before closing my eyes and taking the plunge.
i never know exactly what’s waiting for me, but here’s hoping it’s something magical.
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