Time


What do we do with our time? Where does it go? Whether we sit on the couch all day, clock into our 9 to 5, or run an empire, the minutes tick by just the same. Your minute might feel different than someone else's, but it's still sixty seconds. 

It's been two weeks since my last blog post. I went back and forth on whether or not to draw attention to that, but I want us to have a honest, open line of communication. (Not that you weren't aware of that, or couldn't just look at the dates). Where have I been? I've been really busy. What have I been doing? That's hard to say... The day I published my last post, I broke my wrist (that story is for another time), but I was only out of commission for a week before they gave me a real cast, which allowed for full-finger mobility. Is it currently fun to type? Not exactly, but the show must go on. 

This blogging thing takes constant attention. The last two weeks have proven that it's really easy to let it fizzle out and to become one of the (literally) millions of domains that are "parked"; that just sit there unused. I don't want that. 

It's become very cliche, but it's true that "You have as many hours in a day as Beyonce", and she is killing it.

I am actually working on something very exciting that I can hopefully share with you by the end of the week!

In the meantime, here's what you might have missed on Instagram.

I'm also obsessed with my new camera (and snapchat). Any bloggers have thoughts on making theirs public? I'm toying with the idea, but afraid it will become just another thing I "have" to do, even more than I already do it.