It was around this same time, four years ago, I sat across a person who saw something more than a 24 year old with a strong desire to leave her family home. I might not have known it then but I was exactly that. And so when he believed that I would do more than just be a wandering 24 year old, I think I might have disappointed him.
Around this time, three years ago, I was somewhat braver and yet more naive than I am now. I believe I was where I needed to be. I might not have been aware of that fact but it was accurate. And so when I had the opportunity to stay where I was, I was confused.
Around this time two years ago, I was on the cusp of revival. Sad and lonely but hopeful. Yet when I got the opportunity to take a break, I withdrew. Silently fighting the idea of achieving my dreams.
Around this time one year ago, I was in the middle of something new, in the middle of letting go.
This time, this year I am wistful. On the way to something else, a journey within myself.
Where are you today?