Week 1: It's a new dawn, a new day, a new life for me...

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...and I'm feeling good.

Real good, as a matter of fact.

I have to admit, I was starting to lose hope. Hope that I was on the right path. Hope that things would ever feel like they were clicking. Hope that I would ever be happy.

Some deep shit, I know. Tell me about it.

But things finally shook. Things finally shifted. And after days that turned into weeks that turned into months that turned into the passing of festival season after festival season - which I continued to stick out because, hey, I got through another one, and things would surely get better now - things finally were pivoting.

And here we are - without a full-time job, again. Without benefits, again. Without a clear road in front of me, again.

But you know what?

It's different this time. Each day is not cloaked in the darkness of doubt, trepidation, fear and uneasiness.

No.

Each day feels light, bright and sunny (as days should - go figure).

And even though the road is not fully constructed in front of me yet, I have this new sense of confidence as I lay each brick. A confidence that I'll know how - or I'll figure out how - to lay the next one, and the next one, and the one after that...

And I'm excited. Haven't felt that in a while.

So here's to you, new dawn, new day. Let your light shine through.

I'm ready for ya!

photo from here via here.

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