Am allowing time to escape me in a way that disturbs. Unsure of how to recreate a life for myself in the US of A, specifically of the SF Bay. Frazzled and harried and always busy, yet unaccomplished to date.
One step forward and two, or three, and four, steps back. Applied to one job, wholly unqualified. Neglected six jobs, partially qualified. Oops! Dropped the ball there. There will be more, there will be more. Anxious for the company of friends near and dear, mostly near... Where art thou?
Sigh. Breathe one, breathe two. SIGH. Too many thoughts in my head. Too many conversations with the self. Still, excited at the prospect of beginning a new volunteer job at a domestic violence women's shelter. Disturbing, yes. Still -- it's exciting. New makes it exciting.
With financial assistance from the parentals, am hoping to pursue dancing and language. New to dancing, old to language. Beginning adult ballet! Leotard purchased, need tights and shoes. Espanol, I know I can defeat ye! Espana has shown me that I need not be perfecto en la lengua, I just need to pick it up once more and never let go.
Breathe life to life.
14 years ago