February 2012
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I need to let go of everything in order to be anything. All of my fear. All of my insecurities. All my petty little perceptions. All of the doubts. I’ve just got to be secure. I’ve got to let go and just say, Fuck it all. Be happy and content with what I’ve got in myself, in order to recreate myself.
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“Almost all good writing begins with terrible first efforts. You need to start...”
– Anne Lamott (via i-am-in-here)
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I’m in a different place, now.
Today has sent the ship sailing.
I was at an old friend’s party today, and it was like old times. It was the old atmosphere, the old vibe and people and situation. It was everything I wished to have back when everything was going wrong, but it didn’t feel the way it used to. And that caught me by surprise. It shouldn’t have, but it did. It...
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I feel like I’m only half as good as I could be. Because, in a not arrogant sort of way, I feel like I can be so much more. It’s like I’m still brewing or something. Not there, but getting there.
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