I remember a point in my life when I would write everything I was feeling down. Then one day I stopped. I got caught up in life and just started to focus on more important things like have a job and trying to maintain having a new amount of stress.
I decided to stay focused on one thing and one thing only, my job. Everything else was going to be put on the back burner so I could do my job. Because of the stress I put onto myself my mom called me a zombie, and I find that to be a fair assessment.
I wanted to write ebooks and try to figure out home to make soap. I haven’t done any of these things because I was working and doing nothing else, barely taking a day off for myself.
I’m going to take a day off and just chill. I am going to do more things I want to do. I’m still young and I have time. Just not as much as I did before because I have to work.