Back on the Wagon

So Hurricane Matthew has been gone for over two weeks but even prior to it’s arrival I felt out of sorts…no, thats not right. Frankly I felt worthless. My camera didn’t seem to be in focus, I couldn’t string words into sentences and I felt tired…too tired. I found myself unable to write, to focus, to dream. We all have our low moments…and that was mine. I could prattle on how self doubt had seeped into me in the form of poor workmanship, how I struggled with the green eyed beast of envy or how people I once felt close to had drifted away. That was then and this is now. I’m not saying that how I got there isn’t important because in a way it is but I but whats more important is to keep going forward.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not over it and life isn’t perfect…its simply different. I won’t honestly look at myself in the mirror and say that I’m the same as I was 10 years ago, 10 days ago or 10 minutes from now. Change is a constant as long as we are alive, as much as things may look or seem the same they never truly are. Some of the changes in our lives might not be great but you can weep about it, embrace it or change it again. For myself I’ll be going through door number 3 until I don’t have to anymore. 
We all have our low moments but I feel it’s most important we stand up, brush off the dirt and get back to chasing (or finally catching) our dreams. Travel with peace and love.