I am beginning to feel overwhelmed.
Like that 25th birthday [missing post!], where I thought I alone would conquer the whole world (“and all the world’s monsters“), and was drowning in a glass of watter, because certainly, the world wasn’t mine (yet).
I’m starting to fear, not just for the unfinished projects (that I’ve been working on), but for the unborn too… the ones that came to mind as a seed, but never flourished beyond a thought or digital note…
Guess it has to do with my life’s current stress.
I need to vent it out.
And make more time to get things done.
Lozbo
Commented on 2015-2-25 @ 21:17:41 pm:
Test