Micro Entrepreneurism, Simple Living & Art
It’s a feeling of calm. A sort of closure. A new direction. An old crutch I have turned the page on.
I cherish these defining moments. Distinct turning points, analyzed by my thoughts, recorded by my words, made real by my actions. They are perhaps the most refreshing part of living.
I don’t feel changed. Instead it feels like progression. Part of the neverending evolution from which we are creating and contributing.
I smile looking backwards, I smile right now, and I smile thinking about the future.
I smile with the reminder that feeling stuck just means I don’t believe in myself enough to change and so I have chosen to believe.
And it feels good. Really good.