A beginning to an end.
My life was entangled in a web of mess I'd spun myself into. I left the man I was to marry for the hope to be with a man who had broken my heart twice. A confused soul, tired from battling a war of crossroads and losing myself on the way. I decided to take the year off.
After all, I'd finished my degree. I have the certificate my mother wants...but what do I want? "Journalism really isn't the strongest sector of the economy right now. I can't take the stress. Can you imagine having a deadline every day?" And every other excuse I could come up with. Truth be told, I was just lost. I didn't know what I wanted and was too scared to get involved in anything.
My love life was a mess,my mind lost in clouds of smoke and too afraid of rejection. Who have I become? I'm a confident person, at least I used to be. I'd become a zombie, a prisoner of this body and I needed to get away.
So I ran far and I ran alone, I ran for the next year in search of everything I'd lost and need to learn.
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