Jump Off the Damn Cliff

There are days when I wish that I can figure out my creative process, and when I wish that I could avoid everything around me and not deal with my past or my present, certainly not my future. I do not like the idea that I am master of my fate, except that in some ways I am and I am not. And I am right on the cliff edge. The choices are simple: Stay or Jump. I feel that jumping is the better option, getting my mess cleaned up, build and grow and not ever go for relationships with others again. It...