You know, it suddenly dawned on me. I have no idea why I have been so adamently charging down the path I’m on for the past few years. When I took off it was for a dream, a goal and a purpose. I never took into account that with time would come change – in me, in circumstances, in perception. Now that I stop, and take a look around, the terrifying realisation is that maybe my dreams and my goals have changed. Maybe I bought into statements made in the past and refused to alter to the present. Maybe I’ve been running blindfolded for quite some time.
A terrifying prospect indeed.
Very few of us turn into the adults we expected to be as children. Life happens – for better or worse.
I feel like I’ve let life get the better of me lately. I have been charmed and distracted by the highs, tossed around and left wounded by the lows. For a while my sole focus has been on just staying. Staying alive, staying sane, staying happy. I don’t want to stay anymore. I have been robbing myself of something wonderful – inspiration, passion. I need to find MY LIFE again, not just have a life.
I have no idea where to go from here, what to do, how to reclaim that part of myself I’ve lost somewhere along the way.
I’ve stopped, opened my eyes, and seen an alternate path. What better time than right now to take the first furtive steps.
Sometimes, I just want to write 