(There’s a poem at the end I promise)
The past 9 months have taught me that pregnancy must be a hell of a ride. I’ve had a blog for 9 months and it feels like it’s been forever.
A lot can happen in 9 months. But I feel like I said that 3 months ago when I was halfway through my 52 weeks.
I guess the difference now is that I’ve had to start reflecting on what’s next. Where’s my writing going to go from here? Where am I going to go from here?
There’s a lot of uncertainty right now, and lots of people’s lives are in some sort of limbo. Thinking about big things like graduating college, going to grad school, getting a job, deciding where I’m going to live—that stuff is big and daunting. Unavoidable, yes, but I find it a lot easier to think small. What’s next for my blog? Now that I’ve reached the 3/4 mark of my 52 week experiment, I’m wondering what the next chapter of my writing life will hold.
I’m rambling now, as I don’t have the answers to any of these questions, big or small. But I do, as I have every Sunday for a while now, have a poem for you. Enjoy! Thank you for reading!