I had a month when I didn’t read. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t find my space.
There were many things in that month that needed more of my attention and energy. But even though it was a month full of good/great/amazing/awesome change, it was hard because I wasn’t reading. I realized after that month that finding my space and energy and focus to read is much more important to me than I ever realized. And I am so happy to say I’m back there again.
I haven’t finished anything yet, but I’m in the middle of some amazing literature, and I can’t wait to share it with you. Because almost as much as I love reading, I love sharing with whomever is still here.