void.

I've been feeling a lot of nothing and a lot of everything all at the same time.

I feel lost and excited and stuck and free and terrified and anxious and estatic all at once.

I feel like there's a giant void in me, waiting to be filled with new things and experiences and I'm almost frantic because the need to fill that void is greater than the ideas of how to do it.

I will find them, I know I will, and they will come without cue or forcing. What I need is patience but that's something that's always eluded me.

There's going to be an awful lot of adventures in the next two months before I start work full-time, and I like the anticipation of that.