I’ve made huge strides since August.

For the most part, I’ve been at peace.

Some friendships have grown deeper, and some have fallen to the wayside.

My health is better than it has been in a long time.

Yet…I find myself in a comfort zone.

Yes, I’ve been looking deep within, trying to figure out who I am and what I want to do. It has been pretty scary…but I’m still burying dreams deep within me.

One of my favorite things to do to unwind it read. I’ve traveled all over the world in books. I’ve been in Victorian England, the middle ages and everywhere in between. The thing that I do that makes me feel alive is writing.

I have a dream…and that dream is to write a book. Sooo…I’m starting to put pen to paper…or more accurately, fingers to keys.

I don’t know what the book will be about yet. I have had this idea for a long time…an allegorical,  loosely auto-biographical fiction.

I spend a good part of my day encouraging people to follow their dreams. I think it’s high time that I follow my own advice.

What’s your dream?