Ahhh. It's been a while since I've written a post on here. I wish I could tell you how awesome and adventurous and "so so busy" I have been, almost giving you a hint of jealousy against my "super awesome life"! Truth is... I'm tired. I am so tired.
Today was a rather strange day. I was at work thinking about my life, my kids...my age... Things felt a little off, to be honest. I wondered what is it that really that I want in life? What's holding me back from doing the things that I am most passionate about? Is it money? Is it lack of time? Is it fear? The fear of doing something unknown, of failing? I wondered about my age. I am 30 now, does this mean I really ought to take things more seriously? No playing about, no more, I thought. But then what? Where do I begin?