Last week has been torturing.
Truckload of pent-up emotions, unclear directions and inconceivable convincing to the self that did not seem to make any sense whatsoever.
I’ve been in a stump for sometime now – that’s what happen when you find yourself in a comfort zone with certain insecurities and lack of confidence in your own ability.
And, when a shadow of hope comes your way, you proceed to find out more and as you dwell deeper, it sinks in that ..hmm, this may not be what you exactly want.
Well, what do I exactly want? Not sure, but I do know what I don’t want. Does that help?
So, back and forth it went. The inner debates with self, the sleepless nights, the extreme fears and thoughts…oh dear, what a week.
Glad, it’s over.
I still don’t know what I want…but this boring, stability in the known amongst certain ambiguity is still a pretty OK place to be.
Sorry for the rambles and probably not making much sense (except to those who knows the crux of the issue).

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