I think I’ve made it back to reality. Which reality I’m not sure but at least a lot of stress has passed and has hopefully been dealt with. I’m actually hungry again this morning so that’s a start. I’ll keep pushing forwards as I can’t go back.
life can have some pretty amazing twists and turns. We just never know where we will get to. I guess we have to choose which way we let fear take us. Fear of failure or fear of success. Do we hold back or push forwards and when do we decide to give up ? Is reality truly real and tangible? Who knows…
