These last few days have been trying. I am fully enjoying my vacation and this agreement is encroaching on that time. Yet, I am here. Writing. After a full day of sun, touristy things, a blast from the past, and a wonderful dinner, I write.
Not because I need to, but because I want to. I want to see this through. I want to know that I can see this through. I want to finish something that I started and bask in all of my glory when that happens. It’s not an easy thing to do, but I want all of the above. It’s the bucket list item that never made it to the list.
I’m proud I’ve made it this far and will “ease on down the road” over the 100 day mark tomorrow- the last full day of my vacation. I’m happy to do it.