The Solution And The Problem Are One

I haven’t been on here in over a week.

It’s not that I haven’t wanted to write. I have. I do.

It’s more that I haven’t been able to unscramble my thoughts. Or at least that’s the feeling. I still have that feeling now, but I decided the only way to really deal with the mess of those thoughts was to write them down anyhow. The solution and the problem are one. Essentially, I guess starting is most often the hardest part.

I’ve been going through a relationship breakup. I know, even more reason to get my thoughts out here and onto paper. But again, the solution and problem are so intricately entwined it’s hard to know which way you’re going.

My life had become like that. I started hating everything I was doing, so I guess I stopped doing anything. The immediate solution to doing what I didn’t like was to do nothing, but then that solution became a problem of doing nothing I liked.

I’m in the process of stepping back into life. I was researching courses today, and may jump into some study that I actually want to do. It’s time to chase my dreams. Because there’s no point playing it ‘safe’ and then die wondering. Or at least that’s my take. The old me avoided pipe dreams. I’m starting to embrace them. I’ve realized you have to. Better late than never, right?

The problem was I didn’t think I could achieve this dream of mine. So what was my solution? To not attempt to achieve it? Wow. That doesn’t sound right. There’s only one solution to that problem:

Find some way to achieve the dream.