Sweet Nothings: 2022

2022. We have made it through yet another year of this crazy new normal, that’s not so normal. Nevertheless, I am thankful that we made it. New year, same ole insane experience right? We don’t need to go down that pandemic hole but it’s safe to say we are all at a loss as to what is still happening. I’ve honestly started to chuck it up to “it is what it is” now.

Happy New Year my good people. My heart, emotions and my ever overthinking mind pulled me here on this lovely Sunday. Whenever I am conflicted and my thoughts are jumbled, I end up here. Letting myself go. Not always planned, but always intentional. I don’t know the science behind it but writing for me is the ultimate therapy. The formulation of words into sentences that help me to express myself does something for me and I choose to honor that today. With another year ahead of us with all the optimism yet uneasy anticipation that a new year can bring, I need to now more than ever listen to what my body, heart, and mind tell me.

Right now they all told me to pop in and say hello. Not really to anyone in particular, because really who still reads this lol, but more to myself. Not to say anything in particular either other than I am still here and I will never give The Plush Life up. It is my creation, my space, my baby. It may not take shape the way I originally planned it to, but I am excited to see what fun things I share here this year as I continue to allow myself the freedom to create this never ending diary that everyone happens to be invited to read. So if you do, I hope you enjoy. Welcome to The Plush Life if you are new and if you are an OG I thank you for continuing to rock with me. I’ll never understand why you do, but I love you for it. Here’s to 2022. Let’s do this.