There are never enough hours in the day. I’m only 26 years old and find myself thinking this quite frequently. Broken promises, an unkempt house, a to-do list 9 miles long, the dog needs walking, there is a pile of laundry and a sink full of dishes, there is never enough time. I began this blog as a place to start my creative journey. While on this path to self discovery, I have realized that I do not have enough time for “me”. I am going to start making “me” time. It started here, right now, after 12 days, and constantly thinking about writing and how I want to continue. I am still uncertain of which path to take, but there is no time like the present.