Wow. It's 2015, and I don't know what to say. It's hard for me to look back on 2014 at times. So much happened, so much changed, leaving me unsure what 2015 is going to be. I'm pushing the door to this year open with a shaky hand, a wavering step.
The big questions questions I have for life right now remain unanswered. However, the little things are easier. I know that I am going to paint more, write more, read more, and grow more. The journey has already begun. My desk has been incessantly stained with paint, dirty brushes, and half-finished sketches. This recent watercolor I finished makes me happy, though I generally apply to the former, not the latter words.
Happy New Year, dears! Any fun resolutions to share?