My intention to escape my prison burned inside me for so long, it became a driving force in my life, like an inner GPS or satellite navigation system. It consumed every spare moment of thought, energy, and time. It gave me no respite. It would not allow me to rest or to stop. It eventually forced me to ask questions I had not asked myself in ages:
I began to think about what I wanted, what I desired, and what truly mattered to me. I took a deep dive inward, and I began to search my soul to find those things that brought me true joy and real fulfilment. Thinking of those things led me to want to do more than just think about them. I realised that thinking alone would NOT create the life I desired. I needed to ACT. I also knew it that time was of the essence, as I was conscious of a milestone birthday slowly inching its way towards me. Trust me, it wasn’t easy to ACT - remember, I had sat in that prison for so long, venturing out seemed very daunting.