Never assume that walking away from your adult life for any given length of time (beyond like a week) is easy.
The universe has thrown everything she’s got at me this week, and I’m happy to report that I’m still standing. I’m still glow*ing.
Tears were shed.
Mistakes were made.
Sweat and blood were given.
But I’m still standing.
There is always a light at the end of the tunnel…never forget that.