i live in a fast paced world. everything is only moving forward. no rewinds, no stops, no pauses. this tricked me into thinking that i have to be out there plotting my story, making it happen, doing things as soon as possible because really when is a better time to start other than right now. but reader, today i found myself in between little parenthesis. being put on hold. as i patiently wait for my story to unfold at the right time and the right place at the right pace.