June

another half year older. I wish I knew where that time went. despite living more, it still feels as though I’m walking blind.

active involvement in my own life has, in the past three or so months, become more frequent. it’s for the best, though I fear losing touch with what was (and remains) important to me in my pause. daunted to see where this goes, hoping for the best. one foot in front of the other. <<