Humans are neither truly good nor truly evil, but are many different combinations of both.
You weren't rubbish, but you weren't all that great, either. It's the year of missed chances and horrible timing, of making mistakes and believing in the wrong people, of second-guessing, of rude awakenings, of remnant heartaches, of new heartaches, and of wavering faith. But it's also the year when one in my circle married the … Continue reading Goodbye 2016, you hideous bitch goddess you
It was summer. It was fun. And for the first time after a long while I started feeling right again. Not like before, no. But not too wrong either.
To satisfy the need to escape and to avoid recurrence of emotional, uhm, episodes, I have decided to go somewhere or do something (an activity of some sort I wouldn't often do) every month of this year.
Just when everything seems to be making sense, just when my life seems to be going along a great track, my heart l told me to go the opposite direction and I did the most human thing in the world. Overthink. For months.
Apart from the odd existential crisis moments, I actually like getting old. It makes me feel that I'm doing life correctly because I haven't died an embarrassing death.
There is no real order to life. We try to give it one. Actually, we try very hard. But just think about all the plans we made that didn't happen. Think of the many times life shook us up everytime we start thinking that we have things figured out.
At the start of the year, I decided to be proactive when it comes to writing. No more writing just when I felt like it - I decided to dedicate at least six hours every week to writing. Be it a blog post or a part in my Project Short Story that is turning into a Project Novella.