talewinds

now that i'm out of the forest, i need my next adventure in life.

i know better now to never plan out any of these things anymore because time and time again the hand of fate always derails my direction in life, and oftentimes it's always for something bigger and better. or maybe it's just me not setting a high enough bar for myself that the high heavens throw me way far off the deep end knowing full well that i can comfortably swim with sharks.

so i dunno, really.

the daily effort to chip away at sculpting a better version of me is always on the table and it's really not so much of an endeavor but just regular upkeep that i have to maintain at the bare minimum. so the subject might change, the method might be different, but the process is still the same. add to my knowledge, improve my skills. i have that down to a science that i should be profiteering from it.

hooked to a new muse is always an option. it's generally a good thing cause new is always better, and an opportunity to broaden my horizons with how i think and the way i do things adds another dimension to my being. i used to be extremely sentimental about these things, but that's because i put too much importance on the potential of a relationship rather than its present value which should've been a no-brainer to me because you can't cross the finish line when you don't see the path directly in front of you.

any major next steps in life will have to be docked for now. it's not like i'm missing out on anything. anyone can have the formula, but our immense and largely unpredictable variability ensures that the result will always be different. so if it comes, it comes. i don't really plan for specific things. i just make sure i'm always on my toes so i can act accordingly at a drop of a hat.

definitely this is going to be the calm before the chaos. but whatever storm comes my way, it's going to be fine. cause wherever shores i'll be shipwrecked next, i know it'll be where i'm supposed to be.

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