It feels like I have nothing to write about; like my life is on pause and nothing is going on. It feels like this for a little while already to be honest. Like I am waiting for something, though I am not sure what I am actually waiting for. Am I waiting for someone to come along and safe me? I do not know. Maybe. It would be nice for sure, though I do not think anyone can safe me. I need to safe myself.
Am I waiting for a new opportunity to show up so I can grab it? I sort of am I guess. That is how it always has been. I just lived my life and ideas and opportunities just came to me without difficulty. They were just there and all I had to do is decide which opportunity or idea to follow first and which one after that. Continue reading