I now have a spare bedroom in my house. It used to belong to my oldest son but he moved to Iowa and I figured I would turn it into the guest bedroom and my studio. The door has been shut because the cats love to nuzzle on the beige covers and leave black hair all over the bed...so the door was shut. And there it has stayed. I'm trying to decide whether I am afraid to turn the corner on my life and acknowledge the babies are leaving the nest, or I am afraid to acknowledge the room is now fertile to be the studio I've always wanted. And the door remains closed.
Change is scary.
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