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not sure whether it’s the post-easter/post-visitor state or the freezing-rainy weather or the messy-messy house, but i’ve been in a haze all week. feeling exhausted but can’t sleep, unable to concentrate on anything for long, not really connecting with what’s going on around me. my mood is fine and i’m taking my meds, so it’s not that. i wish i had some time off to do nothing for a while….but where to find that time/space, i’m not sure.

really, though, everything’s fine if just a bit fuzzy (kind of like the above picture: sweet but really soft on focus). life’s good, emma is charming as ever, and the tulips are starting to open outside. i’m working through a timeline and specific goal-chart for the next few months, career-wise, and i want to spend the next few weeks gathering my bravery and jumping in. i’ve been making a lot of excuses (time and money being the biggest and most literal obstacles) but the restlessness in my soul tells me it’s time to move forward.

here’s a hazy list for today.
[little things that make me happy]

~ painted rocks
~ fresh mango
~ love notes
~ beethoven sonatas
~ reading a good book
~ being barefoot
~ the way emma calls braids “braves” and says “look at my braves! mommy made my braves.”
~ brown ink pens
~ little girls in easter dresses: