So tell me, what’s the next step, I ask.
Suddenly, an image.
I am riding at night between two cities, lights on.
As it is to be expected, I cannot see the whole road in front of me.
I just know /expect it’s there.
I just have to pay attention to the signs.
I trust that there are road signs, if not man-made, then other kinds.
My vehicle's lights only show me the next few meters in front of me, then the next, then the next.
Following the road is what I trust will bring me to my destination.
This is a manifest.
Raw and most probably unconventional.
Uncomfortable to announce.
Although it's cooking and boiling for a while.
(and that sounds quite funny coming from someone who loves raw food) :-)
I cannot do routines. (ok, except brushing my teeth).
I cannot be consistent.
I cannot do a “practice”, something that I would do every day, every week, every month, on a certain day or even once a year.
I wanted to re-start my blog for forever but in any case on January the 1st, 2019.
And I wanted to do something on my blog every day for the next year.
Or at least once in a few days.
Or once a week.
Or once a month, for Goodness' sake.
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