The beginning of where I left off.
- old soul | fresh paint
- Nov 20, 2018
- 1 min read
I am not actually sure when I put my passions on hold. It was back whenever I decided that doubting myself was easier than believing in myself, sound familiar?
Oh negativity, you're the "friend" that sticks around when you should have burnt that bridge .
I won't make too many promises with this blog/business, but what I will say is that I am going to focus on the beauty.
I will promise that my grammar may annoy those self-proclaimed grammar police, but I learned a valuable lesson while in undergrad at Chapel Hill, that is that I will take any and all grammar edits... The side scoop on this - I had a partner edit a paper for a Human Rights & Water Resource Management course, and you bet his (at the time annoying) grammar lesson helped me get a 96 on that paper. Side Note: I am still searching for that lone email so once again I might be schooled in grammar.
Here we go again, back to where I left off in the story I was recounting of where I left off. Life happened in the way it does, uncontrollable. Past hurts came up for me, and they started to take root in my soul. Well I am now working to pull those invasive thoughts/memories out, because they have no home in the life of someone that wants a flexible schedule to appreciate every opportunity for joy.
That's it for now.


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