I had the wind taken out of my sails yesterday. I was breezing along in the middle of my day and oooof I got smacked in the face by life – which after the past few years, I’ve become quite accustomed to. *inserts the worlds tiniest violin*
I took the time to wallow in self-pity (yeah, I called my mom, yougotsomethingtosayaboutit?) and then a brief thought became a spark – and the spark became a fire. Something inside me lit up and I can not explain how much I needed that kick in the keister.
I’ve sort of been coasting – losing focus on passions and rather, just existing and making the motions until it was time for sleep. Everything was starting to feel scheduled, and lacking in spontaneity.
Things are about to get real. They’re going to shift…and it’s going to be beautiful.