I’ve always been interested in self-improvement. There’s just something about dreaming up future versions of myself that I’ve loved. From health to knowledge, I’ve always thrived when I am marching toward a goal. I guess I’m most alive when I’m living for some new project.

However, I can’t explain how thrilled I was this morning when this old feeling returned like a spark. It was faint at first, but grew until I almost felt like my old self.

However, the last few weeks have been something of a drought for me. I looked into taking a nutrition course (something I’ve always been interested in due to the bowel issues I’m sure you’re only too excited for me to move on from). Yet when it came time to actually pay for and start the course, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.