Spring is quickly approaching. This is the time of year when people purge things. Spring is a euphemism for you have too much shit so make like a flower and blossom. Or something. My earthly awakening came on valentines day. That's right. The day of love brought me to conclusions about the shit I need to toss. My mental closet is too full. And this time I need to get rid of the things I wear the most. This should be a blog of bad analogies. Fake a bad analogy if you aren't good at expressing your real feelings any other way.
Anyway. What I am trying to say is... every day is the first day of my new year lately. Mostly, that's good. I am constantly thinking about the things I can change. Stuff I can improve. New good habits I can form. But it also adds a lot of pressure. And concern for if I am making the right choices. Picking the right things. Also, it sets in the realization that I am constantly developing and have things to work on, which...by the way, isn't the most comforting of feelings. Even though all those romantic photos of sunsets with inspiring quotes I see on pinterest tell me it should be. A sunsets and sunset.
I am working daily. Let's just say that.