Something must provide me a positive outlet. Feedback, perhaps at some point.
Just a place to solidly focus on good would do for now.
There are so many things wrong with my life in the past year or so... Fred moving here was supposed to be amazing and happy for both of us. A shuffling off of the past and a happy dive forward.
He has, due to circumstance and personality, only become more and more angry over time. Or I may be sensitized. Either way, it's painful. My life is painful. There are so many good things to celebrate, and not a single damn solitary place to turn for a moment of breath and thankfulness.
I ache to be my own captain. Sink or float, even... I think. This sort of 'dare' to fate does scare me though. Such an ocd child. sigh
A good place to start may be lists... I love lists.
Lists of have done and want to... yes?
Great.
Let's dive in.
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