Every time I get tasked with writing one of these, I sit here staring at my laptop doing my best Carrie Bradshaw impression and try to come up with something honest to say… I’m really struggling to type anything. I believe I’m still in a period of processing where my brain is trying to catch up with all the new information it has downloaded and I’m just here trying to catch my breath. That’s been this summer, whether it was micro or macro there seems to be no end to the news, the noise, the fun, the stress, just life moving at a ferocious constant.
I’m ready to take a breath.
I’m ready for pumpkin spice lattes, I’m ready for cozy sweaters, I’m ready for peace.