Wednesday, March 30, 2011

wishful thinking, Wednesday

It's been one of those days where things just don't go right.  You wake up ready to take on the world, and the world just laughs at your optimism and sets you straight.  When I woke, the skies were gray, but full of promise.  And as I prepare to put everything behind me, to keep truckin' on toward tomorrow, it is not only raining but snowing-- a cruel mix of raging wet ice.

75 degrees and sunny in New York was only ten days ago, but it feels like an eternity when I am no longer laughing with my best friends, carrying on in blissful ignorance of the daunting task I have willingly undertaken as of late.  I'm remembering what it means to have goals... and rediscovering how terrifying it is to not be in complete control of one's fate.

As much as I'd like to go running from this moment of despondency and savage weather, I shall ultimately suck it up and cling to my ambitions, allowing myself a brief mental vacation instead.

Happy Place..Happy Place....warm water, sunny beach, palm trees....

1 comment:

  1. oh man girl, i am so here with you on this one. about two stops away from a nineteenth nervous breakdown, and so ready for winter to finally be over.

    let's rendez-vous in nyc some time soon; or maybe i will come down to baltimore.


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