The anticipation of me being without crutches in a few weeks is growing. Everything feels on hold until my next doctor’s appointment on August 18th, when I could be told I’m healing or that I should consider surgery #4. I’ve been day-dreaming about new projects I may try, new ways I can expand my skill, and new challenges to give myself. But, I’m hesitant to push myself into starting anything new now when there is a chance I’ll have to take another life break for surgery. Between my eagerness for August 18th and my head-in-the-clouds kind of ambitions, I’m left to feel on edge. This weird in-between healing phase leaves me without much to start acting on. I have to push pause on my ambitions and use this resting time to develop my thoughts.

Some days, like today, there is nothing to share yet.