Dive In Slow
My absence from this journal should be recorded. A lot has changed for me since I last began regularly posting. For better or worse I cannot explain but it is significant. As a teaser I will leave you with an email I had written to someone recently who probably wishes anonymity.
My days go on in much the same way they have been these last few months, which is to say I'm stumbling through life blindly, searching in the dark with my arms outstretched for clues and answers. Sometimes I find a glimmer of light to guide my way but it's usually false.
I hoped a new job would help me but it hasn't. I found myself today mapping out a new strategy for success. Will I ever be truly satisfied? Or will I always be trying to find a new meaning. It scares me.
My happiness is like the stars and the moon -- visible and magnificent yet distant and impossibly unreachable except in the depth of my dreams and imagination.
I don't know if there is a feeling more lonely....
My days go on in much the same way they have been these last few months, which is to say I'm stumbling through life blindly, searching in the dark with my arms outstretched for clues and answers. Sometimes I find a glimmer of light to guide my way but it's usually false.
I hoped a new job would help me but it hasn't. I found myself today mapping out a new strategy for success. Will I ever be truly satisfied? Or will I always be trying to find a new meaning. It scares me.
My happiness is like the stars and the moon -- visible and magnificent yet distant and impossibly unreachable except in the depth of my dreams and imagination.
I don't know if there is a feeling more lonely....