This summer didn't bring love..but it did bring magic. It brought to reality a more enlightened sense of self, and an astute awareness of reality. I've always walked the line between realist and optimist; two separate entities constantly at battle with each other. Until recently, when I discovered that these ideologies are in cohoots.
My life hasn't dramatically changed, but maybe that's the point. People put far too much pressure on summer to be a season of drastic transformation, what if it just is another time, another part of the journey? I plunged through summer - open to new adventures, ready and willing and eager for something special to "appear" - it never showed up..but I never gave up.
Tomorrow a new set of challenges will begin; and my life won't be slowing down in the forseeable future. Honestly, I've never been happier - single and surviving. Loved.