Quiet. That’s how I’ve felt the past week. At a loss for words, where daily tasks or annoyances don’t seem important. I’ve also felt sad, angry, beaten up, confused. But mostly quiet.
When something bad happens I turn inwards. I don’t know if I like this about myself. But regardless, that’s who I am.. so I’ve reflected and reminisced a lot in the past week. I’ve thought about life, death, happiness, love, family and friends.
If you could spend this summer doing anything you wanted, what would it be?
If you knew you had ten words left on this earth what would you say, and to who?
If you had the ability to change one thing about the world, what would you change?
If someone asked you what your life purpose was, how would you respond?
…Is this a little too much for a Monday morning?
I don’t want to go into it much more, but I just thought I’d offer somewhat of an explanation for my disappearance last week. I’m going to try to resume to normal posting this week because this blog makes me happy. And so I’ll leave you with a quote..
“Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there’s only today. And the truth is, you never really know.” ― Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall