You know it’s funny. I started this blog to try to find a way to transition into a new life, which in case you were wondering, I have not successfully done yet. EVER. But I figure I still have quite a bit of life left to keep trying, so I’ll give it my best until that life’s out.
That said, my attempts to transition have been mediocre at best. I mean, I could factor in COVID-19, which admittedly, hasn’t helped, but in fairness, I gave up. A lot of that is in direct correlation with the events of COVID-19, I mean losing my job certainly didn’t help, okay, no— losing my job devastated me. All the plans, as underdeveloped as they were— thrown, haphazardly, into the bin, careless. And so was I, as I started to realize any progress I seem to make, any plans I create is always tempered by something— feelings, people, events, actions.
The time is never right NOW.
One step forward, two steps back.
It’s funny, I used to always type that as, “two steps forward, one step back”.
I wonder when that changed.
I wonder when I changed.