I suppose it’s fitting to follow an end with a beginning.
In the time since my previous post, I have healed. I didn’t think I would, but it happened. I can think about Sonja, and talk about her in the past tense and not cry.
That seems better.
Being busy has helped, and busy tends to multiply, which brings us to a new adventure.
Tomorrow I will pack a bag. Not a very big one, considering. And I’ll board a jet and I will move to China for 3.5 busy months. I’ll be working, and I can’t yet say what on, but it’s going to be stressful, and challenging, and exciting, and scary, and probably awesome.
Within the next few weeks, I hope, I’ll be able to talk more about what I am doing there. At the very least I will be posting about my travels, even if I am not talking about the work. I don’t know if you are still reading- I know it’s been a while, but I hope you will follow along.