I've rediscovered my path.
I'm remembering that my current boredom is a placeholder, and should not be misconstrued as my finale. In fact, I'm trying to remember how lucky I am, while attempting to figure out how I can use this as a springboard rather than a bookmark.
I've reinvented my understanding of looking up a verb when I need to, or including something other than pop culture in my readings of choice. I'm reaching out to people I don't have to speak to, and trying to recycle this past year while pretending like I'm starting all over again.
Fashion is fun but not the complete circle, and somehow, I vow to mix business with happiness. I'm lucky and this is all good, but there's more out there for me. I will not get stuck in dead-end monotony, no matter how comfortable I may be. Money is money, but pulling an all-nighter every once in a while is necessary even after college. If only I can figure out where to start.
Time to re-vamp, reconfigure, reassess, and reorganize. Time to reinvent this invention. Time for a little bit of the old me to come back to slap the new me in the face. Or to kick the new me in the pants as a reminder that I'm not as old as my gray hair and my twisted back think I am.
My new year starts right now.
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