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15 things I'm moving towards

This is a companion piece to "15 things I'm moving away from". 

  1. Being a mother (started to think seriously about a timeline)
  2. Becoming a homeowner (Zillow browsing is now a hobby)
  3. Finding ways to treat myself that aren't food (not that food will never be a reward, but it's good to have other tools in the toolbox)
  4. Taking more photos (I miss it)
  5. Styling myself in ways I enjoy (got some fun nail polish, for example)
  6. Dating (the apps are tough, but I'm trying dammit)
  7. Driving (I've looked up a driving school)
  8. Traveling more (it feels easier now)
  9. My interest in cryptids (just some fun)
  10. Saying yes more (trying to be less of a homebody--NB: just less, not looking to be a huge partyer or anything)
  11. Trying new experiences (mermaid class perhaps?)
  12. Practicing more self-care (this will take some practice)
  13. Accepting grief (this is difficult, but I'm working on it)
  14. Using my vacation time (this goes hand in hand with #8)
  15. Being more politically active (trying)

(Prompt provided by Kimisha Cassidy)

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash


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