In a matter of weeks I will come face to face with the woman who gave birth to me 22 years ago. Surprisingly, at the moment, I don't feel any anticipation or anxiety about the meeting.
Although I am uncertain of what will happen after we meet. The unaswered question of "What comes next?" replays in the corners of my mind.
I'm all too comfortable in my current situation and I think that is why I am bored here. I question where I will be in four months, in a year, and in five years.
In November, I will be running my first 10k marathon. I'm excited!
More later, I have to get back to office hours.
Boys Birthday Party!
2 years ago