09/04/2024: Glad to Be Here

It’s been about a week since I finally got my blog up and running. It still feels surreal right now, but I know once I settle into this new schedule it’ll just be another part of the routine. I’m feeling more and more accomplished by the day, and I’m starting to get an idea of just how far I’ve really come this year. 

I’ve kept the writing and the reworks up, and I’ve also started entering writing contests. And even though I haven’t won anything yet, it’s still encouraging to be part of a writing community that supports everyone involved with positive feedback. I’ve started to learn how important these communities are, and how much it means to me to be a part of them.

I’m also looking forward to my next set of writing events this month. No only have I found an online community, I have found a physical place I can go to flex the creative muscles and to share my dreams and goals with likeminded people. To my surprise, I ended up finding something in this city that I don’t even want to consider leaving. I know that this was bound to happen, and I’m glad to finally have some semblance of normalcy here. 

All at once, I’m reluctant to ever leave here and I can’t help but wonder what my next adventure will be. If this venture to another state has taught me anything, it’s that I can most likely find whatever I need wherever I choose to go. But I also know that I’m a very sentimental person, and deep down when I meet new people or start a new thing, I know that those people and things can’t truly be replaced. I would be lucky to replicate these relationships and things, but each experience in my life is unique and impactful in its own ways. And I already know this chapter in my life would be impossible to forget. 

I guess for now, I’ll try to table these thoughts and focus on the now. I’m grateful to be where I am, to have the people in my life that support me, and for all the little things in between. My favorite seat is open, my lattes are delicious, and the atmosphere is ripe with creative opportunity this morning. The barista finally recognizes me and knows my name, and she also knows that it would take an act of Congress to get me not to show up here right on time on the same day once a week. I’m glad to be here.