As time moves on, so does our lives and sometimes we feel as though we need something different in order to resurrect our well-being. I think this has to do with changing seasons; I know I was feeling it yesterday when I had to put my pool away, and pick up more leaves from the yard. I hate so leaving that tranquil place, (backyard) and now I feel as though I have no special area to do my thing.
Must find another happy place for myself over the winter, other than flying off to the beach, which I will hopefully go this winter but find something else that brings me joy and tranquility.
I am also transitioning in jobs again, which is making me realize how I have changed already so much this year. There is a part of me that feels cursed right? Constantly changing jobs in order to make my life a little easier and more satisfying. So disappointed that my summer employment couldn’t keep me, however I did understand the reasoning.
I am feeling a little low but somewhat relaxed…
All I am saying is that we all need a place to call our own, a place to escape the rat race and just be. Out with the old, in with the new and never understood.