When you keep your head down. I've gone from a year in London, to 9 months (what seemed like 9 yrs) in Abu Dhabi to a current 2 months in London about to be 5 more, then finally making it back home or as close to home as I will get in the US- California.
That's the plan as it stands today, the purpose and the goal of my next step and my next move, is something that I hold so near and dear to my heart, that it's hard to sit back and wait, willing it to come back to me as strong as it once was.
I feel that at times I've held myself back in my own fear of letting go of the world I have known for the past 4 years. But what I fail to remind myself of, is that the first 21 years before that, one thing and one thing alone moved me to act. My passion. Passion for art, theater, film, music, talent, inspiration, passion for life, and love and not to sound cheesy ( as if that hasn't already happened) passion for myself. That passion which had me daring and blaring into every corner of the world literally exploring the boundaries of my capabilities and pushing myself to be the person I had always envisioned... that is what I'm looking for once more, what I think we all tend to lose somewhere along the way, and as we grow spurts come back to us now and again. But I remember when spurts formed it all and the passion was present at all times. I want that back, and am ready to get myself back to that place of inspiration and ambition. All it takes is that first step out into the unknown.
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