I don't know
what I'm doing...
...and this is where I go to admit it.
And maybe that's okay.
I'm your typical burnout,
a cat-hoarding, medicated Milennial nostalgia junkie.
Every 5-10 years, I decide to draft a new manifesto on life, and how I'm finally getting it right. This time, however, in what could turn out to be the most embarrassing move yet - I will be promoting this spot on my socials and *gasp* professional portfolio.
After some major meandering and rumination, which included a fun trip to the hospital (more on that to come), it dawned on me that for all my yearning and philosophizing, no amount of ennui-dripping dreaming could replace ACTUAL WRITING. Now that I've put in the work to heal myself, I can just write, and write what I want, as excellently as I'm able.
So that's what I'm going to do. If anyone is listening, I hope you enjoy journeying along with me.
Please send me book writing vibes!
With all my heart,
Jaclyn