I keep trying to find ideas. I keep trying to make things. I’m ambitious, and I spend so much energy chasing things I can’t see. The goal was to write something, anything, every day. But I’m not really enjoying the process. Maybe I should change the rules; change the expectation.
Is it okay to want to just live for a while?
Maybe it’s okay to take a break from questions and chill for a while. I’m not sure where I’m going. Maybe that’s okay.
I know what I need to do to take this forward, but I don’t know if I have the strength to do it.
Where do you think I am? What do I look like? What is my name? Chances are very good that if you’re reading this, you already know. Do you know what I fear?
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