Can I be honest for a minute? The last few weeks I have felt very vulnerable. New jobs and new responsibilities will do that to you. I cannot explain how much I dislike the feeling of stepping out of my comfort zone. I cannot explain how badly I want to retreat when the vulnerability bug starts eating at me. But you know what? I cannot explain how fulfilling it is to complete difficult tasks. To come home at the end of the day and know that those feelings of discomfort are stretching me and opening doors to new experiences. Vulnerability makes me feel so human. To stand in a place that I feel unqualified to stand in, but stand there anyway. This is what is stretching me. I write a lot of really superfluous things on here: thrifting finds or how much I love maxi skirts. But I want to put on record that I feel inadequacy. I feel discomfort and vulnerability. I feel human and this is what is most important.