There is some beauty in starting over

Wrestling with starting over instead of using what I already have

There is some beauty in starting over
Found this while walking in Columbus. Seems apt for this moment and life in general.

Is this the season for burning things down and building them back up? It seems so but also, this is a tad dramatic for what I’m thinking about.

If I could describe this third and final phase of my portrait service launch, it would be this: I am Link in Zelda, slogging through deep, combative mud, without proper wading boots or gear on. I have no splashfruit to throw to disappear the mud.

I am in forward motion, so there’s that. Except that progress feels so, so slow.