I don’t know whether to be settled in life or continue to lead a passionate and wild life of great depth.
For ten years, I’ve loved a crazy life, of staying everywhere, of being in crazy love, or being lost in the ethers, manic, dancing in the car parks, and just being full body alive. It’s been a deep life, hard, but when I look back I’m amazed by all I’ve experienced and I feel I truly lived.
But other times like today, I’m thinking of Christmas, how cosy and snug it is, I’m thinking of babies, of having my own cottage, of being devoted to novel writing or writing generally, creative work. Just what everyone has a cosy, settled and comfortable life. But I worry it’s without passion, the depths, the excitement.
I feel like now I alternate between these two sides every week, the side of me that’s wants to be wild and the side of me that wants to be settled. It’s a constant war.
Any wisdom?
But other times like today, I’m thinking of Christmas, how cosy and snug it is, I’m thinking of babies, of having my own cottage, of being devoted to novel writing or writing generally, creative work. Just what everyone has a cosy, settled and comfortable life. But I worry it’s without passion, the depths, the excitement.
I feel like now I alternate between these two sides every week, the side of me that’s wants to be wild and the side of me that wants to be settled. It’s a constant war.
Any wisdom?
