After the bout of insomnia last night that lasted several hours, I returned to a restful sleep.
Waking up this morning full of anxiety. Yeah!! No not really yeah at all. Boo
I'm flying without a safety net, like you would in the circus. All of my limbs are flying around me reaching out to grab things I believe will lead me to the next place in my life but none are really supporting me.
As the control freak, I seriously dislike this place.
As an artist, it's exciting.
Should I let go of the pieces and just free fall? What's the worst that can happen?
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