Ask yourself the tough questions and you will be afraid of the answers. What is my next step? Too much time on your hands allows for too many seconds ticking by in your ear. It is as if you actually hear the seconds of your life vanish. One fleeting moments that makes up all of the fleeting moments of your life. There are the moments that are exhilarating and you feel blessed to have time to begin to create the life you have allowed to slip away with those seconds. Then in creeps the unimaginable fear that you will end up back in the same spot you were in - mired in regret... You feel there is a mad dash you have to run to make up the “un-make-up-able” time and get back moments that you recall yourself vividly “fucking up”. Then you panic and start to feel like no matter what you do, people will not take you seriously because who actually waits 37 years to find themselves. When in fact many people are not living they are existing, they are feeding their families, taking care of everyone else and forgetting that you cannot do this again, “this” being life, you only have one. The you, your, they, is I, me, Tiffany. I am trying to relinquish all fear and all doubt to open up to what I need to do to be the best me. The sheer fact is in order to succeed at life means not relying on those you think you should and just doing what you need to do. It means asking the questions that you will be afraid to answer...starting with “what do I want to be when I grow up?”
