It feels hard to articulate, but things are shifting. I feel very strongly right now, at least personally, that change is unfolding. I'm usually late to the new years posts, and here I am in November, already walking away from 2016.
Between a month away (always such good time to think), just a few weeks till Christmas, a new moon - a super moon - just days away, I am ready for something.
My time away was so many things. Seeing New York with my sister was such a joy, an immensely satisfying and heartening and grounding and very funny time. Being with the person who knows me best and makes me laugh most, and spending actual real time together (no children, no work, no life distractions, not being two states away) was just what we both needed. It was special and I am very grateful.
Exploring Mexico with my new / old friend Victoria was wondrous; so inspiring and surprising and beautiful and delicious. I couldn't ask for a better travel mate than her, she loves early mornings and being kind and organised and finding all the best places. I love the best places. She also - and here's the kicker - takes the most spectacular pictures. She captures the world the way I see it but can't seem to define, her pictures really are something special.
And then to LA, a town that pulls on my heartstrings something bad. Sometimes I think it's the light, the special rosy, golden haze that filters through the days. Maybe it's the grime and hustle and charm of it, or the cafes and bars I love so much. And the people - seeing my best friend after three years apart is pretty hard to beat. It's emotional though, fulfilling and draining all at the same time. Sad too; LA for me is hard to come to terms with, hard to be there and then hard to leave.
And so now, at home. I'm finding a new housemate, winding down a couple of policies at work, planning for a four-day week in the new year, ordering my finances to buy a house, trying to close chapters and think ahead. I don't want to rush this last month, the weeks ahead look to be good ones and I want to soak it all in, but I am longing for the change. I am ready for it.
I found this picture by chance. It's by French artist Frederic Forest, and it's called 'Woman Waiting, Etude' - no wonder it fit my mood so damn well.