I should get out more. I know pandemic is still not over, but the more I stay at home, the more I wallow. The more I stay up at night (by night, I mean my bedtime), the more I reminisce. The more I stay idle, the more I am haunted by past memories. It becomes paralyzing sometimes. It feels like I am being sucked under water by a rip current and no one is coming to my rescue.
I should pursue new passions or revisit old ones. At least, the ones which I have kept to myself. Like how I enjoyed swimming and doing laps or how I always secretly wanted to play squash. Nobody knows that I play word search everyday or how I wanted to publish an e-book on fables for children. I should go wine tasting again or start a podcast about self-doubt. The possibilities are endless.
I just need to stop thinking about you cold turkey and start believing in myself again.
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