I am drinking a glass of orange juice with a bit of lemon-lime seltzer thrown in for good measure. I wish I had chocolate somewhere in the cupboard. Gosh, I wish I had chocolate.
I need to be honest with you, dear readers. I'm thinking about closing this cupboard for a while. I don't know how long. I don't know if I'll reopen it and it will look and be different. Or if I'll close the doors for good and just work on it privately. Or if I'll jump ship altogether and start weaving baskets out of dental floss. Maybe a little break is all I need. I don't yet know. I really don't. I'm not sure this space is what I want it to be. I'm not sure it's what I envisioned {and I'm not sure it should be, necessarily}, and I think I've lost sight of something that felt urgent back in January, when I began. I've been reflecting on this for some time now, and reclaiming some privacy just feels like something I need and want to do. But I am incredibly sad, thinking of losing my connection to all of you, my kindred sparks around the world.
I am so sorry to disappoint. You have all been wonderful to me, really warm and really encouraging and really wonderful. Funny to think of loving people I've never actually met, but I do: I love you all. Please, bear with me while I figure this out.
I will be in touch, in some form or another.
I hope you can feel my giant hug.