2015 so far:
+ I quit uni. Again
+ I sucked it up and mailed my paperwork for Open. Heart. Surgery. I am officially on the waiting list now
+ I turned thirty
Surely even these three things might inspire one to write beautiful poetic paragraphs about life lived herein? Surely words could come to life bringing delightful insights into one's fears, dreams, or make bright of daily musings.
...Nope.
Zilch. Zip. Nada.
Let it be known however, that these three mini milestones are exciting developments; each one liberating in its own special way. And hopefully sometime soon I am struck with an irrepressible desire to tell you all about it!
