“And then the day came, when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
Risk by Anais Nin
2008 was the end of many things for me, some voluntary, some not. I had spent the whole of that year (and if I am to be 100% truthful, all of my adult life) feeling frustrated and restless. No matter what I did, nothing ever really felt enough.