What is it that makes apathy such a strong force in my life? I feel it pressing powerfully on my shoulders like a literal weight, forcing me to fight it with every particle of my being.
I don’t think I’m being dramatic. Maybe. I just think I require something.
A catalyst. I need a catalyst. Like I needed one four years ago, I can sense another opportunity approaching, and must jump at the chance. It’s time to feel again.
Geronimo.
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