Here we are again.
Proper lighting: check
Chamomile tea brewing: check
Computer whirring: check
Familiar "I don't want to go to work tomorrow" feeling: check
Cursor taunting me: not so much
Today I had the pleasure of meeting a new friend, thanks to this blog.
If I may say so, maybe even the younger sister I never had.
Almost like going back in time and having a conversation with myself ten years ago.
It was uncanny. The similarities.
The love of words and writing. (The reason we met in the first place).
The searching. The constant searching for signs.
The wanting more out of life.
The wanting to step out of that box.
The wanting to be the best possible versions of ourselves, for ourselves.
For not settling for what doesn't feel like enough, because we have dreams.
It was eye opening for me to remember that girl I was.
To see how much I have grown, and to realize the searching is still there.
It's just different now.
I think that's the point. To search continually.
Time and time again, I meet people who are eerily similar.
Who are like soul sisters and soul brothers. Cut from the same cloth.
And we are not family, we are strangers, really.
But we cross paths and something important is shared.