Until then, though, I suppose working in coffee shops with friends will be a good stand in. It's a throwback to college that is strangely comforting, and overwhelming all at the same time.
'I'm twenty-five, should I be sitting in this coffee shop pretending to be a serious writer? Pretending, pssh. I am a serious writer...I'm just a para during the day. I'm practically superman. By day a lowly para an a public school, by night super-writer! Wow, I'm lame. Am I cool enough to be sitting here? I don't have a MacBook, hopefully my iPad will suffice. There, now I fit in. Do I want to fit in? Probably not. No, I didn't bike here, did you? Oh you did, huh? And your hair still looks that good? Well la-ti-da, I drove, and I parked in a garage, for shame!'
Just a few of the thoughts constantly nagging at me as I sit here trying to focus my mind on writing, only to have it wander to people watching and Facebook instead. It's a hard knock life, and I don't even get to break out in song randomly.
Really though, I'm in a good place. I am so grateful for where I am in life. I love my tiny apartment, mostly because of the people I share the house with. I love the hectic chaos that sometimes ensues in a community built to help those around us. I have friends who care about my mental health as much as they care about my physical health, and who feed me sometimes just because I happen to be in their apartment at dinner time.
In my writing world I'm currently working on a long short for a contest, which I will be putting on facebook (hopefully) soon with a link for you to download. It is going along slowly, but I'm hoping to devote a chunk of time to it this week so I can finish it ahead of schedule... we'll see.
If you're still reading, know that I appreciate you and I apologize...I'm officially ranting now. Have a fantastic week.
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