Start and stop, start and stop…start and stop.
Life happens but it’s the things I didn’t plan that has made these last few months awesome and helped keep me sane.
I’ve also noticed I get to point in this whole process that makes me wonder about my intentions and myself. One of the last posts I did about high school was the stopping point. Part of me doesn’t want to acknowledge what I’m doing and what’s wrong with me. The other part is “meh…let’s do it to mark something off the list of things we’ve done.” So far, I’ve done 27 of 101 things this time.
For now, it’s a pretty picture with the end a ways down the road.