i feel kinda like a little baby bird who stands on a strand of hay in my nest, waiting anxiously to make my jump and fly into the sky. i'm nervous, i'm excited, i'm wondering if, what if i don't make it...or, wtf am i doing...but it stands, i stand, on the precipice of possibly, maybe, hopefully getting something of my old self back. it's been years and it's been hard. with confidence gone from my accident to slowly and kinda surely getting some of it back, i feel nervous and nauseous and skittish all the time.
could it be?
where am i going and how do i get there?
what am i doing, and how should i do it.
i know theres something there, i'm sure of it as a mater of fact, but how do i put all the pieces of this puzzle back into place so that something makes sense.
i have a barand. now, what exactly is it and how the fuc do i market it?
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