A New Life

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
―Anaïs Nin

So, here goes nothing…

From now on, my day job is only part-time. With a bit of luck and a whole lot of effort, this means that I should be able to focus more on my writing, as well as other creative works. Though knowing myself, and knowing what I have to deal with besides work and creating, it will probably be awhile before I get any semblance of routine into my life.

It’s a leap of faith and there’s nothing in sight below this edge but jagged rocks and churning water, but I’m airborne now. I should be able to grow wings or build a hang glider or something before I’m crushed against the rocks, right?

Right?

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