So, I'm sitting here in my living room wrapped in a cheap burgundy blanket that I stole from some airplane that I was recently on.
As I was sitting here, I was thinking about the things that I could do to get me out of the funk that I'm in.
Every idea tat I came up with was a self improvement project. The overall flavor was - if I can just do this... accomplish that things will be better.
The problem that I'm facing is that I am lonely.
That is not a problem that I can solve internally.
I am going to have to have to move outside of who I am in order to resolve this. I am going to have to risk being open.
The question is... who am I?
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