I'm Not Dead

Tonight, a storm has swept through my town, the same of which blew away a town south-west of here. The lightning is unbelievable. The free TV has cut out a few times.

My laptop is unfixable. All I need is to jump the motherboard to turn it on and I can't open the PC up to do that. Tomorrow I'm thinking of trading her in. By now I've had her for only two years. Great hardware design. Built tough so even the mechanic can't crack into it.

That means I've lost season 1 of Starlight Radio. I'm back to where I was about 8 years ago, with only the option to write on my phone. Perhaps I’ll have an easier time, and perhaps season 1 will be a novella instead. I've not made any plans for months.

This career has put on hold, and I have no answer for that. One factor, though, is a lot of stress from my day job. I couldn't control the changes, so my own emotions controlled me.

Another factor is a quarter-life crisis. Don't pretend it doesn't exist, because it's my reality. I have to stop myself and ask myself what the hell I'm doing with my life. Is Starlight Radio my passion or not? But deep inside that's the wrong question to ask.

So what's the answer here? Because I'm tired of sitting around and being a deadweight.