|Waiting to be filled|
I've been kind of restless since yesterday, though yesterday was mixed with an odd kind of lethargy that made me feel a little lost and not quite up to the things I usually do. I realized this morning though, before I went for a nice, comforting run, that I might have been unusually lethargic because I really wanted to be someplace else.
That "someplace" is a stage or phase where I have yet to be, but I feel that some things have already been brewing inside me, things which are starting to give way to that feeling of needing to do something and make things happen.
At this point, though, I am not quite sure of the exact How of it all, but all the ideas are already there, waiting to be released, for me to recognize them and sort them out so that they make sense, and I would know what to do.
So right now I kind of feel like I'm moving about as quietly as I could, so that I would hear when something rings or calls out from inside me, and I am keeping my eyes peeled for something that might show up and point me to the right direction, though I am not sure what I'm supposed to hear or see. But I know that I will know when I hear or see it.
It's kind of exciting, because I feel like something great is about to take place, but I am also kind of holding my breath so that I won't miss the thing that will unlock the next level I am headed to.