A Better Future.

My life these days is comprised of a very distinct list of hobbies/activities/people. 

• Knitting. Once it starts feeling the slightest bit fall-like, all I want to do is knit. The knitting obsession started early this year thanks to Knitting night at Odd Alewives Farm Brewery ... and I've been knitting up a storm for months at this point. I can't get enough. I'm currently working on this Exordium Shawl  I cannot wait for it to be done.. and it's going to take me forever to finish.
• Reading. I haven't been doing nearly enough of this... but I picked up Girl, Wash Your Face by Rachel Hollis last week, and it's been in my bag, sitting on my coffee table, on the passenger seat of the car for a week... I haven't started it yet... but I took it with me to breakfast this morning, along with my knitting. Knitting won out, and I still haven't started the book. But I'm going to. 

• Delicious Food. Speaking of breakfast I finally made my way back to Morse's Sauerkraut for brunch this morning.  I don't know what they serve for coffee, but I don't like it. I wish they had better coffee... but man, this Rueben Omelette was DELIGHTFUL. It was stuffed full to the brim of corned beef and sauerkraut and cheese... and the toast, home fries and home made thousand island dressing were amazing. I also snacked on Sour Mustard pickles while I waited for my omelette. 

• Family/Loved Ones. I've spent a great deal of time with my family and my boyfriend in the past two months. Surrounding yourself with people who love you and support you is paramount to your overall happiness. I have found that cutting people who don't bring joy to my life out, has really made all the difference. 
  
  
  
  I went through my phone yesterday, deleting old voicemails, and contacts, and text messages that I was holding on to. It's weird how our brains work... how we hold on to these moments for fear that we are going to forget them. For me, the things that I was holding on to, were pretty dark. They're things that I'm never going to forget... a lot of them were etched into my brain with such force that I can't ever undo the damage that they caused. But I can move forward. I won't ever forget them... but I have to let them go, they're too heavy to keep carrying around forever. Deleting text messages and voicemails doesn't take back the words that were spoken, or the messages that were received... but deleting them from my phone means that I refuse to continue to read them or listen to them wondering what I could have done differently. I can't change the past... I can only make a better future.