Last year was full of so many new experiences.
After my 40th, people asked…now what?
And I claimed that I would keep adventuring. Then I didn’t. I’m not sure exactly why.
If I were to psycho-analyze myself, I’d say that all the build-up to turning 40 was such a high and then I fell into a bit of a low. Not depressed. Not like that. But I was exhausted and needing a bit of break. Then our daughter moved to college. And it’s been one of the toughest years in my teaching career. And all the divisiveness in our country. I don’t know.
But I do know that writing is therapeutic.
And you all know I’ve always got something to say.
Plus there’s laughing. And we all need more of that.
I think I’ve kept too much bottled up and a flood is about to escape.
So I’m starting my next writing adventure…50 before 50. I only have to visit 4 states per year. I’ve totally got this…
I’ll link them here after I’ve blogged about the state.
I’ve got some catching up to do, so let’s go!