On Anticipating Good Things on Anticipating Bad Things

Rapid heart rate, clammy hands, shallow breathing…struggling with the unknown. Worried that I will just be out there “floating” without a purpose…Will life be good? Will life be agonizing? Will I be restless? Will I be fulfilled?  Will I sap the life out of my friends with my whining?

I’m just doing it.  (As I tiptoe up to the edge of the cliff -wind blowing my hair).  Faith, love, peace and priorities.


About concretecrissy

Self proclaimed francophile, lover of all things beautiful.

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