Apparently, this interview with Anthony Avina was posted yesterday, but I only just now found out about it. This is probably because I am not a social media regular. Like I don’t log into Twitter or Facebook daily, so I wouldn’t see a feed coming on my screen in front of my face or anything like that. I’d have to get an email from someone. And because I don’t have any notifications set up on any of my social media platforms, that isn’t going to happen automatically, nor do I have social media apps installed on my phone. Yes. You read all of that right.
This is the crux of my anxiety. I’ve been hurrying up and waiting for too long. It’s been putting me into such a lousy mental state, it ain’t no bag of clowns. I wanted to title this entry, Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Which would better capture how I really feel. Because, while the world passes me by, I’m left here, sitting on my hands looking like a coward, and perhaps I am. Or, at least I have been until now. What do I mean by that? Well, brace yourself, because this is the bomb before the book.