What memories are made of...

When this memory came up in Facebook today, I was actually surprised. Because although it was only a year ago, it seems longer than that.

I wish I could tell you what’s going on in my life, but at this precise moment I’m unable to, and it’s driving me mad.

It's not that I can't keep a secret - I'm one of those people you can trust to take your soul's burden to the grave, if you need me to.

But I am in turns sad, elated, excited, worried and sometimes downright afraid. I have a handful of projects on the go at the moment, and each one brings forth not only one emotion, but a whole plethora of them, making sure I give the very best to it.

It's exhausting but oh so worthwhile. I promise I'll fill you in when I can.

Happy reading!