Wondering and waiting.

I love watching friends and family take on life. We have a finite amount of days on this earth. To find joy and infuse meaning into some of that limited time is a beautiful privilege we cannot take for granted.

It seems like I am wistful on the daily, seeing people take on passion projects–casting aside fear, leaving behind judgment, and diving into what sets their souls on fire. Often times, these ventures align with my own desires. I feel bad for neglecting my writing for so long and wonder if I will ever commit to this dream. I get a tinge of jealousy that someone has managed to beat me to the punch. I ruminate on my experiences, qualifications, and skills. Where do I start and how can I start over?

And then I realize, preparation and aesthetics be damned, I must go for it.


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