30 days is a long time. In 30 days your world can shift so dramatically it has you feeling dizzy and disoriented. In 30 days a little piece of you character is whittled into place by several life changing events.
For example, you can break your left fibula bouldering. Yes, that can certainly happen. You can participate in half of a digital media bootcamp…until you’re forced to drop out due to said broken left fibula. You can have not one, nor two, but three tearful goodbyes with some of the best people you’re certain you’ll ever have the pleasure to know. You can pack up all of your belongings, shove them into a tiny (like fifty-square-feet-tiny) storage unit, and you can drive yourself 800+ miles home to Montana. You can move into your summer place, start your summer job, and cut all of your hair off in a fit of frustrated frenzy.
You can look back on those 30 days and realize that they were by far the most difficult, and the happiest 30 days of your 27 years of life. I say this, because it happened. And besides the broken leg portion, I wouldn’t take a minute of it back.
So yeah. I’m back in Montana for the summer, living in the tiny ranching town of White Sulphur Springs. It has become such a familiar and comforting place, and Beagle loves it too. I’m working with awesome people, doing work I love, and seeing family on a weekly basis.
I’m getting around better these days, with only occasional pain in my leg. I was lucky to escape with the damage I did. I think I’ll start wearing a rope when I climb.
But most of all, after these 30 days, I’m craving creativity like a pregnant woman craves bacon…or pickles. Besides throwing together a few quick Wiksten tanks (you can see my tutorial here), I have completed zero creative projects, despite a to-create list that is growing exponentially. I want to get back to blogging, connecting with readers and continuing to develop the new direction that this site will go.
Thanks for hanging with me as I took a 30 day hiatus. I can’t promise that I’ll be posting more than once or twice per week, but I’m ready to reenter blogland. Let’s do this.