If you made it through the chaos of Soctember, welcome backstage. This is where the coffee’s hot, the cats are loud, and the ideas won’t stop multiplying.
Soctember: the name I gave the liminal space I’ve found myself in posting a monthly connections newsletter in the middle of October and yet still talking about September. Walking it off now…
Tales from the Spin
So, I’ve clearly made some changes since the last Connections post. I’ve finally worked through so much that was immediately knocking my train off the track. Still figuring out what’s next in some regards, but I trust in my path now. It’s a bit off-putting when the path you laid comes to an abrupt stop, amiright?
Well, not a full stop, let’s call it a pivot. But it sure felt like a stop for a bit. There I was, wondering just what the heck I was doing, continuously coming onto Substack to connect, to write more, to spend my time here. I called myself a fool and thought I was sporting a new addiction.
So. Like. Me.
