For the past 18 months or so, everyone has been telling me that this is the start of a whole new life, that the world has opened up for me . . . . But the reality is that things seem to be winding down. A dwindling, narrow focus instead of an expansive horizon. I'm letting go of everything because I am starting to understand that there's really nothing to hold onto. I am waiting for something to happen. This road is leading somewhere. I find that I don't care where. I'm weary and I want it to be over.
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