The world is a place where when you have ideas flowing you must enact them or else you risk loss of your muse entirely. Seize plans and ideas like they were gold they can very well turn into.
I literally jumped off of this to do that a bit myself. Ended up reaching out to people I havent spoken to in a while. Which is good to do.
I feel alittle held up. Stagnant. Still yet constantly in flux. Destructive and unyielding flux.
Im peversely misunderstranding what this period of time is for. What its ultimate purpose will be. Before it was just holding me in place, this stagnation. But I blamed it on everything but myself. Now I blame myself and still nothing. What the fuck, really. Another day begins tomorrow. Another 24 hours of moments.
Breathe in, breathe out. Repeat.
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