feverishly mindful musings
I haven’t found a job yet, and I’m somehow okay with this. I’ve started to treat this situation as exactly what it is: a blessing. I was, like you, losing sight of what I want out of life and what I’ve worked for. I was comfortable and that became enough, but that isn’t and shouldn’t be enough. I’ve FINALLY begun to accept that sometimes shit just happens and, no matter what you do, you can’t help it. It’s how you react to them that makes the difference. So I’ve changed my whole attitude and outlook on life. I get to wake up in the morning and decide that today is going to be a good day and things are going to go well because they can’t not. Because if I can’t decide to be happy with what I’ve got and where I’m at, who can? My happiness should never fall in the hands of someone else.
I’m slowly realizing that I’m not dead yet. I spent so much time trying to figure out my future that I let my present sort of disappear. And then I realized that if you put the pieces in day by day, the picture becomes a lot clearer without all the stress. So I’ve given it up! I’m focusing on right now and where that takes me is where I should be, and if it isn’t, it’s sure to have taught me something.
I’ll be looking at the moon, but I’ll be seeing you.
So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them.
Sylvia Plath (via theonlymagicleftisart)