• Experience,  My EJC Responses

    A moving truck full of blocks

    I didn’t write yesterday. I couldn’t. I stared at the screen and tried to find inspiration, but in the end, I just went and took a nap. Some days are like that, yes? Days when your well is empty and uninterested in being filled. Days when your spirit knows that the next giant wave is coming so she’d better sit and take a breath or two before it does. Today, I have to pack up the kitchen and my office. The last two rooms to get the big box-up. And tomorrow, we get the keys to our new home. Moves are always a little bittersweet. Even though I’m quite ready…

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