Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about a past post I wrote. A�I’ve been reminded of this certain blog asA�I’m moving to nowhere soon…again. A�Very soon. A�And very again. A�(This must stop happening. A�Soon.) I’m waiting to see if by miracle I am chosen as one of the top 10 finalists forA�My Biggest Baddest Bucket List. A�I have a splendid amount of days off to look forward to next week, but unconfirmed about where I want to be. A�Because I’m waiting. A�And hoping. A�I don’t know what actual state I will be living in for May…or June…or July and August. A�Uncertainty is one of my least favorite destinations, but surprise is one of the most thrilling detours for me.
I thought 27 was supposed to chill out.A� It hasn’t.