I had a feeling that once I landed in this new house I would be flooded with emotions and as a result a whole bunch of words would just dump out of me.
I was wrong.
They’re definitely banging around inside my brain, but they appear real slow to emerge.
That said, I did cry last night or the night before. That was some version of words leaving my body. I failed to capture them and I think that’s okay.
Onward. To be continued.