Resumption

After writing regularly here for so long, and after my almost-two month hiatus, I feel like I owe the world in general an explanation. I closed out the school year and immediately began doing as little as possible after a quick trip to Colorado. Then I joined a writing group, which has provided an outlet for my writing creativity and continued my exploration into my own interests to make new friends. I am proud of myself for doing this, because I'm taking action to find what I want instead of hoping what I want finds me. Along that same line, I've found the beginnings of some interest with an eharmony guy. It's far too soon to say if something meaningful will happen, but the fact that I'm actually intrigued instead of traumatized is hopeful. All we've done so far is speak on the phone a few times, which is VERY EARLY. But so far, I like what I am hearing.

I spent the day at one of our city's esteemed universities in a professional development workship that proved to be a waste of time so far. I hope that the rest of the week involves more action and less time-filling. But it's important anyway to bond with my new coworkers and explore what they have to offer professionally... and what I can offer them, too.

My parents are coming for a visit in a few weeks, and after resolving some drama with my father, I think we're going to have a good visit. Such things are not always guarateed between my dad and me. However, I'm used to the drama by now, and I stopped taking it personally long ago.

I feel better, more whole, more relaxed, and more at peace than I have in recent memory. This down time this summer, with no work or arduous obligation, is a great gift for me to get to know myself the rest of the way on my new-life's terms to prepare for the oncoming future knowing who I am and what I have to offer -- and what I'm capable of doing. And, conversely, knowing who I am NOT, and WHAT I cannot or shall not tolerate or entertain for myself.

Now that I've picked up the mantle of the blog again, I will attempt to resume a more faithful relationship here. The mind needs its playground, and with the self-imposed rigor of my writing group, I myself need to remember to think and express for myself, not just for the characters and stories I create.