Last night I spent several hours making little stick figures out of wire for a larger project I'm working on. It was the first time in a long while that I've done something that was truly engrossing, and it served as a huge reinforcement of the choices I'm making right now. This is my last week at a "real" job. I'd like to declare that it will be my last week at such a job ever. Period. But I'm not quite brave enough yet. Getting there.
When I finished with the Me Stick Figure, I noticed that I'd given her spirals of yellow wire hair, even though my hair has turned more and more red over the past few years. I'm no longer a blond girl, though obviously I still think of myself that way. Makes me wonder what else I might not be seeing.