Since I started working at the cafe at the beginning of 2015, blogging took a backseat. I missed writing dearly but fatigue kept me away from doing many things I love. I could barely stay awake between work duties and my athletic endeavours. I rarely cooked any meals for myself and survived on ready-to-eat things like yogurt, cheese, raw vegetable, and fruit. I felt malnourished both physically and mentally.
My foray into the day-to-day operation of a coffee shop wrapped up last week. I learned a lot in the past 10 months and now it is time to regroup. I have some thinking to do to figure out where to go from here. I also have a lot of free time to attend some long-overdue chores and do things that I love. For the first time in my adult life, I am almost entirely free of commitments. This sense of freedom is both liberating and scary at the same time.
