updates & breakdowns
Recall my tirade on not seeing any hummingbirds yet? If only I had waited a week or so you wouldn’t have received my frustration in your inbox. Ironically, hummingbirds represent resilience. Since that splurt of a blog post, I refill my feeder every few days in anticipation of migration. Well, maybe anticipation for the birds and not for me. Their frenzy in the Fall-esque weather the other week sent me reeling. I’m never prepared to lose Summer, especially not now.
Sprite struggling
Signs of resilience are particularly meaningful for me in this moment as I struggle emotionally, physically (the signs of aging may seem invisible to you), psychologically, and hormonilogically (yup, you’re welcome ;-). Somehow, I feel the need to share with you. Maybe it’s oversharing or maybe it’s overly dramatic. I’m on a precipice of not caring though so here we are.
Any advice you’ve got, I’ll take it. Any job offers you know of, please send my way. I can’t fake it anymore and I’m so tired of merely working to pay the bills believing this job I can’t stand will be a quicker stepping stone than it’s being. How do I find someone willing to take a chance on me? I would love to move into the realm of content creation but one year of blogging isn’t enough experience. How will I find time to complete my course on grammar and literature studies once I begin teaching dance?
I feel ready for the plot twist. To move on. For everything to come together now that I feel the end of the unraveling nearby. I don’t even wish I were patient. I’m done wishing I were something other than what I am. When what I am is a creative being, give me that opportunity. Please and thank you. Haa!
Alright, monthly tirade over with. But seriously, if you know anything…