Is my world falling apart or am I on Cloud 9? I’ve been in limbo for a while. Sometimes it feels freeing, other times it feels like a warning. A warning that this freedom is only a facade for the chaos that will ensue if I get too comfortable here, perhaps. What I do like about being in limbo is that I experience growth here. I tap into various sides of myself in search of some company and I witness my own growth. I do wonder how fleeting this experience is, though. How long will I be here?