I've been feeling ridiculously emotional this week. I was reading a tweet on Twitter about 200 sheep being kill in a truck accident and I just broke down in uncontrollable sobs. I suppose I've been thinking about mortality a lot, and thinking about the many ways our lives can end very suddenly. It's a terrible thing to think about and I don't know why I do that to myself.
I think I'm scared of dying.
I suppose there is no better motivation than the fear of dying to stop feeling sorry for myself and start doing something. My biggest problem is inactivity. I'm going away tomorrow for a few days. I'm going to treat it like a wonderful, fun-filled detox and when I come back, I will be refreshed, energised, positive and most importantly, be pro-active. I will apply for jobs, start writing my screen plays and start writing my Mission Impossible/Ethan Hunt/Tom Cruise review.
Have a good weekend! Here are some cupcakes.