At first, I could not pull away from life. I had stopped my creation of 25 years but rich sources of distraction that were part of my normal life kept me in a brand new vortex of drama. I struggled.
I did not want to enter the silky case of metamorphosis. I mean, seriously, who wants to change?
I went rogue and threw myself into the shiny things, the interesting things, the beautiful things, and all the shit too. It was really just 97% shit if the truth is told.
I am finally settled in my cocoon.