I've been thinking about joy, life, and the future. What's important, what's not important, how I want to live my life. What matters, what doesn't matter, and not caring what people think about me. These things have been rolling in my brain. Now I need to bring them, these things, to life. I need to manifest what it is that I want out of my life. I need to cut loose the anchors that are no longer needed. There is life out there, and I'd like to join the party.
What is progress? For me, I think writing is progress. I think making music and listening to music is progress. I think getting my dishes washed is progress. I think not eating veggie sticks for dinner when I'm home alone is progress. I think taking my meds, On Time, is progress. I think I've made some progress today.
I have to admit, while I don't really like change, I like progress. Progress is lovely. Progress is healing and lessons learned. I think I'm ready.