And how much of a crazy ride it’s been.
I’ve known that as a writer, I’m supposed to get out there and gain some experiences to tell the world about how I’m trying to piece together a universe that has all the pieces scattered and hidden in plain sight.
But shit it’s been a crazy ride. And I’m not even 20 yet!
Besides that, I’ve been feeling like I’ve been playing things too safe lately.
Yeah because renting out a room for $650 a month, across the country, from everyone you know, with no job, and only $100 left in your account, is playing things too safe.
Okay, maybe not too safe.
But I mean simple things, like not wanting to jump down from a ledge because it’s a few feet off the ground and you might snap an ankle or something. That kind of safe.
But I’ve been thinking a lot about well, what if I had jumped off the ledge?
What if I did snap my ankle, and had to go to the hospital, and hop around Long Beach on crutches while still looking for a job?
How great of a story would that have been?
Not even to write in a book or anything like that but just to tell.
Not even to tell! But just for yourself..?
How great would that have been…?
I’ve been thinking a lot about life paths and which one I should take;
Should I ride it out like I always have, or start to play it safe?
I’ve come to realize, through my spiritual travels, that us humans are here to do human things.
And that means jumping off the ledge just because you were too scared, or pushed into it, or just felt like it.
and face them.
Just for today.