ending a beginning
Today I can’t decide which is more difficult, beginning something or ending something.
Today I am beginning a blog. I am beginning to allow people to see me and hear me. I am learning about webpages and photo cropping. I am beginning to challenge myself and accept that nothing is perfect. I am beginning to hope that other people recognize that nothing is perfect. This all makes me very nervous.
I also spent my day dealing with the ending of my time in Seattle. Moving companies, travel arrangements, email updates to friends and family, and endless hours scouring Craigslist for affordable, sunny, hardwood-floored, large kitchened, clean bath-tubbed Cambridge apartments. I’m facing the staling of friendships, the end of familiar walks, the end of routines and schedules. This all makes me very nervous.
