Anxious No More
There are many interesting things that have been happening to me these past 3 weeks. It's been a journey out of and into another chapter of my life. And this chapter is the chapter that makes me face that thing I want to do the most. Write. The stories on this page have been slow because I've been trying to discover what it is that I want to really write about and when I ask myself this question, I begin to ask myself the most important question: what am I really about? It doesn't feel so difficult to ask now compared to before. I'd squirm and I'd let my gaze wander off into a blank wall or I'd stiffen up and change the subject because I don't really want to dig in too deep and ask myself that because I fear the answer to that question. I fear having to say it out loud. I fear having to type it out here. What am I really about? I don't really know. I don't really have it all figured out just yet. It'...
Precious. :)
ReplyDeleteYeah. My dad rarely writes so this is indeed something precious.
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