I stumbled across a post that makes me think someone is trying to tell me something.
Read that and confirmed in my head that I have to go back to the place I most recently occupied. Got to go back to where I had an apartment and a fresh start because it is where I think of as home.
Go to go back for reasons I fear to say out loud and because of things I know in my heart. This moment, this time, it is a transition.
This is the get your shit together, round it up from the various places it is being stored and prepare to make the bigger move.
The future can’t happen without that and you didn’t move heaven and earth just to ignore the feeling. When opportunity knocks you can answer the door and see where it leads or you can hide.
I am done hiding.