Reading your blog got me out of bed just now. It even got me a roll of baking paper and a black texta and writing an outline for the next 7 years. An outline that ended with, “Do you really want to get to the end of your life and think, well that turned out exactly how I thought it would?” Just in case I get too caged again.
I pulled up the blinds and threw open the window. The tiny crystal my brother gave me is flicking tiny rainbows onto my walls.
Don’t worry. Your life won’t turn out how you think it will, but it’s nice to have a few goals on a roll of parchment.
If your tiny crystal is flicking rainbows, that means you’re somewhere on the other side of the world. Give the daylight my regards.
Your inspiration is my insomnia.