can i font that i have a brand new hatred…

MOVING.

Lord have mercy,
i hate the entire process of moving.
thank God i had help from great people buuutttttttttt…

moving absolutely sucks.

i went quiet for a few days because i was in motion.

i didn’t disappear but i was overwhelmed with this moving shit.
i tend to pull back,
land first,
and speak later.
i needed to feel where i was before i fonted about it.

i’m not where i was anymore; i’m not fully where i’m going either.

i’ve landed somewhere in between and that alone feels like a reset.
there is grief and a feeling of being lost mixed in as well.
i do feel a little more safer than i have in months.
my nervous system is still catching up,
but the air feels different here.

not better,
not worse,
but just…
different.

different is enough for now.