I’ve been meaning to write for weeks now and haven’t been able to muster up the courage. I wouldn’t actually say that I’ve done that now. I’d just say that I’ve made myself feel guilty enough to scribble something down to say that I’ve done it. This is what happens where I don’t want to face things going on in my life. Sure the thoughts course through my head but they are met with inaction.<\/p>\n
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One could describe my current life situation as sub-optimal.<\/p>\n
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I have reached a time in my life where the things I’ve wanted to do for a long time are finally within reach, and yet so far away. I want to reach out to grab them and I’m held back. It’s such agony. I don’t know how much longer I can keep up a holding pattern, especially with my incentive not to eroding away by the day.<\/p>\n
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I hate these moments of indecision in my life. When I know what I should probably do and I don’t. I’ve always been a masochist like that, hanging on until the bitter end.<\/p>\n
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Sigh… what a dreary and utterly stupid post.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’ve been meaning to write for weeks now and haven’t been able to muster up the courage. I wouldn’t actually say that I’ve done that now. I’d just say that I’ve made myself feel guilty enough to scribble something down to say that I’ve done it. This is what happens where I don’t want to … Continue reading Pacific Rim<\/span>