Not knowing what you want can really effect your writing. Or it can inspire it.
I haven't really known what to write about these past couple of days. I also don't really know what I want in general.
Stand Still.
I don't feel empty so much anymore, but I don't really feel my purpose yet either.
There's a series of steps to recovery. Which I'm going through.
1. moved home.
2. license renewed.
3. found a job. Makin the money.
4. Breathe.
5. find what's next...I guess.
Any idears?
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