So here I am.
In between missed deadlines, difficult conversations with people I love, trying to figure out what I really want to do, thinking about all the work I wanted to do but never really got down to it, thinking about what will give my life meaning (this list can go on, but I’ll stop now). Starting to write a blog. Well, that’s one thing I can cross off the list of things I want to do.
There was so much going on in my mind, I thought writing would be the best help I can get. At least I know it helped me earlier. And suddenly, with all of that noise in my head, I’m blank. Really not a good omen for the time I actually get down to writing something.