In May I said goodbye to my dream job. It was hard, I didn't want to leave, it absolutely destroyed me and my love for Disney. I wasn't able to bring myself to talk about Disney, see movies in theaters or go to the parks even when offered a ticket. But plans don't work out, and sometimes you have to just move on and hope for the best. This past week I got to hang out with some cool people who showed me myself again. I've missed this version of me, full of optimism, dreams and a bit of pixie dust. I think I'm almost ready to be that person again.












