I’m recently faced with choosing among alternatives that appeared in the most inappropriate of times. Like between letting yourself down and being let down by others. Somehow it’s easier to let yourself down. Or maybe it’s just me.
But, in the end, you always end up with yourself.

Freedom is sweet. Especially when the shackles around your wrists seemed to never loosen.

And yes, my creative side is a bit down. All the studying must have knocked it unconscious for a while.