My biggest challenges are overthinking and yearning. I’ve been known to be the type to miss the forest for the trees or succumb to analysis paralysis, but here’s the thing: ignorance is a hurdle that needs to be smashed through rather than vaulted over: I’m never going to know everything I need/ought/should know for a task, so the only way forward is to go, make mistakes, and adapt.
I live very much in my own head to the extent that social events are curious and refreshing. However, probably because of how much I live in my head rather than in spite of it, I’m often disorganized. I have numerous forgotten tabs open on my phone’s internet browser that at the moment had great significance to me. On my phone’s notes app, I have countless threads of ideas waiting for some broader weaving cohesion.
A deep theme within me is a yearning for something more – primarily to escape this rat race hell we’re all in, likely by means of creating art. This is connected to all my fantastical ideas: they’re bursting at the seams begging to be transformed and to deliver me. So, while I am taking my craft of writing more serious than ever, a struggle for the past several months has been balancing everything you’d expect: my craft, hobbies, work, relaxation, etc. How people with kids manage balance is beyond me.
The AM Intrigue 
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