I read somewhere that the weeks leading up to a birthday are often healthier than those immediately after. It’s as if you will away the possibility of ill health until a milestone passes.
Well, I’m a third day past a birthday and I haven’t yet capitulated to the ravages of disease.
But I have taken on the task of rewriting my future.
If in the first years of blogging I stumbled through a jungle of apprehensions and unknowns, right now, everything is very very stable.
And so I can set goals and make plans. Picture me sitting under a silvery green olive tree writing down insights in bullet points.
(The reality? My plans are hatched on the couch in my condo. Good enough. At least it’s olive colored.)
I walk home from a moonlighting stint tired. But I think – I have a plan! It’s spring, and I have a plan!