I dream of being happy. With whatever I do; I want to create. I miss my fashion production life. Moving on to culinary sometime feels like I'm betraying what I already know. I have and will always have a yearning to learn. I can't help it. There are so many things I want to do and be apart of. Fashion. Food. The world. I don't want to waste my time here. I want to look back at my twenties and be happy with what I did.
Creating. Making others happy. Making myself happy.
It makes my insides curl around each other and I feel like it could just pour out of me at any moment. Which it usually does... in the form of tears. Sometimes I feel like I will go nowhere but that would only be my own fault.
I need a plan.
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