Crossroad

I am finding it harder and harder to write these days. I don't know if I am just becoming so busy that I actually don't have time, or if I am starting to grow away from my blog altogether. Truthfully, this makes me both happy and sad. I love writing. I love getting everything out, going back months later and looking at my progress. I love the freedom of saying anything I feel I need to say. I love the different creative outlets it allows for. Yet, I love not needing to write anymore. I love that I'm learning to cope with life in new ways. I love that I have found talking works just as well as writing, and brings me closer to others in the process.

I am aching to write and I am aching to continue life in the way it has been going for the past few weeks (free from blogging). It's interesting to find myself sitting at this crossroad. I never thought that I would be able to give up this piece of my life, but the less I write, the less I find I need to do it.

When I set out on my search for happiness, I knew that it would be a long, hard journey. And, I am still in the process of finding everything I want. Still, life is better. I am stronger. I have learned so much along the way and I have met many wonderful people. My journey is far from over. I am still so young, with tons left to learn. Yet, I think that, at this very second in my life, I won't be updating quite so much. The lessons seems to be coming a little more slowly and I am enjoying where I am a little more completely. I have not given up on writing, or on finding happiness, but I have decided that I need to spend a bit more time appreciating where I am and a little less time analyzing every detail.