I'm moving again, and I like the way it feels. . . .
So I'm here. In Spain. I absolutely love it. The weather is brilliant. The people are fabulous. The food is delicious. And my life is the best it has ever been. I had grown stagnant. My world was spinning, and I was standing still. No motion on my part, no growing, no change, nothing. It was an unfortunate state of affairs. I wasn't entirely bothered by it though. I had accepted it as a time of transition, and that is truly what it was. Although, when you think transition the word "change" automatically pops into your head, pero no. A transition must come before the change. I'm growing now. Learning. Thinking. Trying new things, and trying to figure out what I'm going to do with my life. I still have plenty of time. I'll continue to take it as it comes, which is what is important. I just need to decide a general direction to start things in, and that was done, I assume, when I made the choice to come here. Everything will be different from here on out! Maybe not in a huge way, that is yet to be seen, but in a significant way never-the-less.