The impact of change can be stunning. Literally. There's been a strange aura transcending that has me entirely turned inside out and pretty raw. Idleness and complacency have confounded my existence and somehow as I reached out I was able to grab onto something...real. I've been searching high and low and sifting through the sediment for a purpose. Perhaps the mulling around and grappling with my "inner self" was a bunch of egotistical self-satisfaction. Maybe my perpetual state of confusion was something I contrived in order to satiate my fear of the truth. What is that truth? That there is no purpose in purpose. Thought and action are so interwined, though so few use them in that order, that to disassociate yourself completely and go with your instinct isn't so bad sometimes. So I've been taking a hiatus from myself. Going with my gut and allowing opportunity to present itself. Strangely, life has always been that way for me. Things will just change so suddenly and it won't be difficult but instead a mere sloughing off of something no longer needed. Maybe it's evolution, maybe it's neurosis. It doesn't matter. I've missed my blog and I'm happy to write down something <3
