What do intimacy and sleepless nights have in common?
Awakened by a sudden jolt, one starts listening to inner promptings. You know you mean well and you aim to do your best, yet you know that somehow it isn’t enough.
Some would say it’s the lizard part of the brain that’s dissuading you from remaining committed to a course of action. Others might regard it as a manifestation of perfectionism. Is anyone actually perfect?
Remarks that once caused pain and were seemingly forgotten suddenly emerge again in the foreground of one’s thoughts. There is no turning back, however.
Striking a suitable balance between being formal and informal in communication, in the aid of serving a calling, doesn’t get any easier with the passing of time.