Perfect dream

I’ve been dreaming a perfect dream of freedom.

Freedom from worry and doubt, freedom to act as I please and to create whatever I wish.

That dream is coming true.

And it’s only a month away.

A month from tomorrow I will finish work and all my time will be mine, with enough savings aside to be able to suspend worry about the future for at least the rest of the year, or 200 days.

I’ve never had a chance like this before.

I will be able to have time completely off like I’ve never had.

I will be able to dedicate myself 100% to my own creative endeavours for the first time, and build synergy.

I will be able to wake up each day and decide exactly what to devote myself to.

A day completely of writing, or of music, or of entrepreneurship, or of connecting, or of reading, or just being, outside.

Just a perfect time to truly be myself for the first time.