Can I just move on from exploring the possibility of entertaining kids?
One half of me feels as if I do not know what I'm doing.
The other half simply wants to keep moving
And the other, other half we'll name Betsy since it really shouldn't exist based solely on a "halves" refers to a fraction consisting of exactly two, not three, of a whole; this half is about if there's anything for me to learn or grow on.
And the last half we'll call "Pants on Too Tight" which is despite finding the positives and making lemonade out of the sour notes from my life, just wants to move on from this and get down to making my own stuff.
I think I'm doomed here.