Limbo. It’s the word that keeps popping in my head today. Because I’ve been in a state of limbo and survival for a year now. And a year is quite enough time to mark these feelings off of my internal task list forever.
My capacity to create and love has been limited because of this limbo, and when I’m not creating and loving I’m suffering. And my light becomes so, so dim. And when I’m dark, I’m suffering, too.
So, goodbye, limbo. Hello, bright eyes.