I’ve Eaten Three Honeybuns Already.

Today I’m sitting on the couch thinking about what to do next.

A part of me does feel liberated about my recent decision, but there is that part of me that worries. The part of me that fears failure. I got up super early and went right back to sleep. I had a list of things to do and I spoke to myself and told myself that completing the list was achievable. I told myself, “Just do one thing at a time. Starting with the most important to the least. I started researching on building a cosmetology clientele and the more I looked the more I thought about how difficult the career is starting out with no clientele (I guess that’s any entrepreneurial endeavor). I then decided that the best move would be to look for something temporary to bring in money. I sat downstairs on the couch and before I knew it, I was sleep again. It’s almost been five hours and I can tell you that… I haven’t done much. Some laundry here, some applications there… this is going to be a long journey. I first have to defeat, or at least tame my mental demons. Anxiety. Feeling overwhelmed or a loss of control. Fear. Conquer those and do my best not to eat myself into an oblivion.