I posted just last week about not knowing what I want to be when I grow up. – Read: When I Grow Up I Wanna Be a Firetruck.
I can’t get this off my mind. I have been thinking and thinking and mulling this idea over in my head and my heart. It all boils down to, “Why did I ever stop doing the things I loved?”
The only tangible reason I can think of was that I was worried about getting hurt.
Continue reading “Little Miss Humble? Or Mister Big Ego?”
Yes, I realize it has been a long time. No excuses from me and no questions from you, alright?
I am going to be 34 years old in two weeks.
In two weeks time, I am going to not just be jobless, but also careerless. If you don’t understand the difference between the two, let me explain:
Job = temporary work placement that is not necessarily in the field of choice you desire, but hey, at least it is employment!
Career = an assembly of all the jobs you have taken in a certain field that provides opportunity for advancement, personal growth and knowledge.
I am not excited to be entering this year of my life with yet another ball of feelings telling me I am not accomplishing what I am supposed to be doing.
I am more confused than ever, actually.
Continue reading “When I Grow Up I Wanna be a Firetruck”
Have you ever encountered someone who will fight tooth and nail to make you see their point of view? Or, maybe you were in a situation where a person is obviously wrong but is so damn sure they are right, they become angry?
Have you been that person?
If you have never been witness to those things, then you probably didn’t meet me when I was in my teens and 20’s.
Continue reading “One Day You Wake Up & Realize You Don’t Know Everything”
Handmade. I am about to scare the shit out of some of you.
My recent post (Check it out by Clicking Here “Journey is not a Buzz Word”) gave a little glimpse into my recent thoughts and wanderings, but a glimpse is not nearly as scary as jumping in with both feet.
I love handmade things.
I can feel the love someone has put into creating something. The time spent thinking about a loved one while they create a special gift for them is much more valuable than any monetary token.
Continue reading “Handmade with Love”