I am going forward. Meeting up with the director tomorrow about my text,
and checking out two rooms to rent for september. A lot of things
moving forward now. That is good. I needed that after years of stagnation.
Life is about plunging, taking the plunge, not to think so much.
Having to draw the line sometimes,
and I am creating space for myself in September, going to live, not in
my parents house but in a room in another city for one month. I just need
a new perspective, a completely new perspective. I have been quite stuck in
one and the same place for too long.
It hurts, though, to change.
To leave something old behind, like leaving old friends.
It feels strange.
It feels strange not to write, but to now show the text to someone and
see what happens.
Tomorrow it is...