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There are a few thoughts that have been rolling around in my head. Prompting a sort of mid-blog crisis. Maybe it’s just better to say them out loud so here goes. I worried as someone who has witnessed, experienced, and beaten consumer and credit card debt by showing lots and lots of great things for people to buy that I was encouraging them to be irresponsible. After watching a documentary or two, I was concerned about the people who make my clothes. Where they are and how well they live. Then, and perhaps most selfishly, I worried about not adding anything of real value to the world because fashion is just one thing that no one really takes seriously.

 

I worried about and then over thought it all.

 

Everyone who asked how blogging was going lately got some version of a rundown on all those things. My girlfriends said I was overthinking things. Kel said that I should do what I love and forget the rest. My bloggy friends told me that I wasn’t responsible for the choices of others. And I know that all of that, I really do. And I am aware that I should trust the intelligence of my readers.

They were right. Sure this is a place for me to discuss what’s going on in my head, the clothes I love and places I’ve been and plan to go. But, I don’t need to censor that because you guys are smart. You’re smart and savvy and listening when I say credit cards never made anyone happy for long. You hear me when I say that life’s too short to hold grudges. Or not to wear exactly what you want when you want. and, if I stop for a moment and think about it, I knew this about you and I knew this about me too.

 

I had just gotten a little wobbly for a moment.

Or, a bit wobby, as my niece Arleigh would say.

 

It matters to me to think, process and reach a conclusion. It matters to me to exercise my brain and come to a solution/resolution that I’m happy with. I’m glad I got here and proud to have processed something that my mind had been fixated on for too long. In reaching this conclusion, I’d considered all sort of out there resolutions. But in the end, I’m going with the survival of the fittest (with the love, of course) approach. For you, for me and any ideas that I may have as we go along.

It’s a gift, this thinking business; it means all my basic needs are taken care of. I’ve made it past survival mode and I have brain space left for all sorts of next-level things. I can imagine, dream and ponder. What a blessing that is.

 

Now before I go, tell me, what’s on your mind right now?

 

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