This again. The cursor blinking in front of me. I have too much in my head and I want them all to be encapsulated into a literary masterpiece and not sound like a nagging desperate woman, even if that is truly how I feel.
I have been way too far behind from where I have gleefully sketched my life 2 years ago. There were instances when it is exciting as a new idea and plan appear, but often, I find myself wanting to cry my heart out because I seriously just ruined plans that I am not even sure of. That is the big booo here, I have no idea of what I want, except for money, so I always find myself in a limbo of professional possibilities.
Bless my soul for whatever path it chooses.
