I have returned home from a five-day mini adventure. Adventure is defined very loosely for me. A quick decision and a handful of family and friends to spend time with once I arrived, equaled the best possible time I could have hoped for.
Now? Back to my regularly scheduled life.
Little things. Wake up and MOVE. Then WRITE while drinking WATER.
I felt like sleeping in and skipping step one and two this morning. I did move. I am writing (for what it's worth). No deep perspectives today. Simply following through on a commitment to write. It's not a lot. But it's something.
Grateful for another safe trip to and fro. No car troubles. No deer (or moose, or even a porcupine) popping out of the ditch as I made the last stretch home in the dark.
I arrived home to a house exactly as I left it. I feel so safe in this little community where I live. I used to fret about leaving the house unattended when I lived in the city. Here? Not a bit. Lock the door and away I go. It's a lovely way to feel.
Now? It's time to create just a little bit more of a life in this home town of mine...
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