It's been a while. 
The truth is I was feeling a little overwhelmed.

I find writing very soothing. 
Sharing my experiences with strangers makes me feel less alone.
Blogging has always been a cry for help that I hope nobody answers.

This year has been a tough one.
Those who are not strangers may have noticed the changes in my existence.
Although the changes were beneficial - and necessary - I'm still not myself.
I'm not sure I will ever be.
...but that's okay.

I have a new job (again).
I dreamed of this job.
But it's not permanent.

I am in love(ish).
and of course it has flaws and it's messy.
I realize things are never perfect.

Even though I still wake up every morning feeling like this isn't my life anymore
It is
for now.
...and that's not a terrible thing.

I'm learning to enjoy the moments instead of the months.
Which is a terribly hard thing to do.

I still wonder when the rug will be pulled out from under my feet.
I don't think that feeling ever goes away, really.