I got a job.
It's a means to an end kind of job.
There's big changes beginning here and this is the first baby-step.
Reflecting on the necessaries for me to implement and ultimately withstand these changes I am feeling my age. Living like I'm 18 when I'm 44 is feeling like a slow hike up a large rock; it's exhilirating yet the pace allows too much time to talk myself out of it. By that I mean the "world is at your feet, you can be anything you want" kind of living like I'm 18.
Facing algebra and biology and chemistry were exciting and hopeful prospects at 18. After reviewing functions with Tara yesterday I started feeling too old for algebra. and chemistry. and biology. and being anything I want kind of thinking that sits in an 18 year old's take-off-like-a-rocket mind.
Trying to talk myself back into it this morning.
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