I have had some thoughts stirring around about where I want to live. Is it London? Is it Santa Fe? Is it somewhere else? And it feels oddly important even though I’m happy where I am and want to be here. So I want my brain to slow down and give me a break. I think it’s the 9 month itch…which usually happens at 6 months when I move somewhere…but it’s happening now because I lost 3 months to fucking Google and had to start over.
Slow down little brain…mama needs a break. 🙂