"I still believe in love and, if that makes me a fool, don't wake up..."
Wednesday, May. 20, 2020 - 11:06 p.m.
Wrote the last entry on Monday night.
On Tuesday (yesterday), a cousin came by. She brought a message from our aunt: that if I baked anything, to take some for her.
That. freaked. me. out.
I never bake anything. Haven't baked in years, in fact; maybe no less than 10 years ago. Everyone knows this. Everyone. A younger cousin is the family baker. So for our aunt to send that message in expectation that I'd baked something....and be correct....
Freaked. me. out.
It felt like a message that me pushing past that stupid fear and baking these simple-ass cookies is recognized. Felt like a pat on the back that these strides I'm making have me on the right path.
The floodgates are starting to open. I'm not afraid that I will drown - I'm afraid I'll swim. But I'm gonna stand in front of them anyway!!!!