Sorting......

.....is the story of my life.

Sorting laundry
Sorting through paperwork
Sorting out feelings

The latter is especially difficult when you're over-analytical. All these voices that I hear.... Which is my head? Which is my heart? Which is my soul? Which one should I follow? We're not supposed to do things for the "wrong" reasons, but who decides which reasons are wrong and which are right? And how can I be sure that it's even really what I want, as opposed to an ideal I dream of? I need to take action, be more present in my own life. I need to make changes for the better. I need to figure out which direction I want to go and start walking.

And yet.

Here I sit. Held back by fear. Because really, if we're honest, fear is at the heart of every logical reason and excuse. When you get down to it, fear is what keeps us from making changes. Fear is what keeps us in chaos.

And so I remain.

Yours Fearfully,
The Mother of all Chaos