I’m in a bit of a holding pattern at the moment. Waiting for the next contract. But it’s fine. I feel totally ok about it.
I have nothing to complain about. I’ve got some money saved and i’m pretty relaxed.
Life is pretty good.
I continue to strive for something, something more, something I don’t quite know what that something is, but I guess i’m getting a lot more relaxed about everything and my approach to life.
When you get older, you’ve had a lot of bumps along the way.
You take things with a grain of salt a bit more because you know that you have probably experienced this before and that all situations are temporary.
The dark times, the good times – they all come and go. When we are younger our emotions fluctuate more. We are experiencing new things so we are excited, our mind is open, we are not yet complete cynics, jaded by the realities of living in the system.
As I get older i’m becoming more stable. More sensible. All the things you’d expect with age. More wisdom. All things that come from experience.
If you keep on writing you will get into the writing pattern. The more you chip away at it, the easier it becomes.
Anyway, I have done some strange travels over the last year.
Fleeing to distant lands.
Love is the most powerful emotion on this planet.
It leads us to do stupid things against our better judgement.