There's a lot of things going on right now that I don't understand.
"Monkey in the middle" is the only way I would know how to describe it.
I'm being pulled a thousand different ways over a thousand different things, and though I exaggerate, it sometimes feels like that number is accurate.
I know who I want to be. Correction... I THINK I know who I want to be.
And while I don't know what I want to do, I have a lot of good ideas.
I want to study exercise science, hit up a midwifery school, and open a birthing center, with prenatal workout classes and relaxing birthing experiences. I love women's health!
I want to conquer the world (go to medical school), say I can do it, and actually do it and be an OB/GYN
I want to get into the music business, move to a big city and do all sorts of high rollin' city girl, legit music business type things. Put on a concert, plan a tour.
Sometimes, though, I just want to get married, live in a house, and spend my days cutting the crust off of peanut butter sandwiches and wiping snot. I don't know why that sounds so great, but it does.
There's this policy I have now. Its unspoken but I've been living by it pretty consistently recently.
Okay, say there's a fork in the road, a decision to make.
I, first of all, evaluate my choices.
Then, I pick the risky one, something out of my comfort zone.
Next, I enjoy the journey of stretching and bending to make it work, learning new things along the way until it either turns out, or I go back to square one and try something else.
My logic on this comes from the fact that I'm a dreamer, so why not reach for the stars, while I'm still young and the world hasn't taken all my freedom and hope (if it ever does.)
But I stopped last night. For once I knew the right choice. I knew what I wanted. I might have even known how to acquire it, hook, line, and sinker.
I gave up.
That's the way it goes sometimes.
Maybe it will want me back someday.
But, like the song goes,
"Not today, today, today. Tomorrow it may change."
Also tomorrow, I get to see this
and thisand this
and this
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