I’m having yet another bout with my insomnia where she’s teamed up with the lovely hormones and quite honestly, their game is too strong tonight I’m already on a crying spree. Here’s what’s racing through my mind on this ungodly hour:
~Disbelief: am I really turning 27 in 9 days?
~Where have all the years gone by?
~What’s next for me? What’s my next move?
~What do I want?
~Am I ready for a new chapter?
~Am I enough? Have I done enough?
~Am I ready?