One minute you’re sipping a pumpkin spice latte and then BOOM the memories just keep coming like waves before a storm.
The end of 2013 cannot arrive at my door step soon enough for my liking. With 2014 in my sights I feel like my goals are finally possible. The awful thing about a transition year is that change is scary, but it gets us where we need to be to form a new starting point.
To be where I’ve been in my head for the past few months, trying to figure out what the next right thing is, is entirely a blessing.
I’m taking a break from my usual blogging here (you know, because I do it so OFTEN and all.) to chronicle my summer over at Six Week Sabbatical. See you in the fall! Stay sweet. Don’t change. LYLAS.
This morning was my last commute into the Financial District. More poignant than that, it’s most likely my last morning commute into an office ever in the city of Boston. Funny that such a small daily journey can mean so much after all.