I’ve been very afraid recently. I have plunged myself into an ocean of uncertainty, and am looking for some solid ground to stand on still.
I left school because I realized it’s not where I want to be. Not that I have exactly figured out where I do want to be, but I knew that I had to take that first step before I could figure anything else out.
The past few weeks have been rocky. I am working on The Paper Hat Game, but besides that I am unemployed in every sense of the word. I have spent most of my time reading Dune, burning through my savings, and applying to writing jobs. I am not very happy, but I know that I made the right choice. I am uncertain, but I am growing more comfortable with uncertainty. And I’m still learning everyday. Which is really the point, isn’t it?
I might go back to Texas, or I might fuck off to some organic vineyard in Spain for a while. Because I’m 21 and unemployed, and should probably do something kind of stupid.