For a couple months now, I feel like I'm in a very strange crossroads, one that is more like a tree than a fork. There are so many things I'm interested in and want to do, but I feel like if I choose one, I won't be allowed to do the other. Or if I choose one, it will lessen the validity of the other. I feel like I might be on the cusp of a solitary chapter of my life--not a bad thing, and not to discredit my friends and acquaintances in the least. I don't know, I feel like there's been something looming (not something bad, per say, just different, and maybe a little exciting), and it's almost upon me. So I have felt apprehensive and hesitant, but also bursting, like I'm on the verge of treasure.
So here's just a quiet little post, for me, for remembrance. And to propel myself.