I am sitting in from of my monitor, wondering, how things have
not even gone close to what I had imaged/dreamed for myself ten years ago, five years ago, or even two years ago. I am not complaining, but I have so much I have not yet accomplished.
When I was in high school, I thought I would be finished with school and have a really good job by now that I loved. Reality - I am not even
close to being finished and no money to do it with, and i have a job - just not the best in the world, but it has its perks.
I thought I would have a work published, or in the works of being published by this age. Reality - Haven't finished anything worth publishing. *argh*
I had this notion that I would have met the love-of-my-life by now and be in a happy and functional relationship. Reality - I don't know. I am not sure when it comes to my emotions. Have I loved? yes. Met the love-of-my-life? At one point I would have to say yes, another - no. So I dunno.
I think that we need to set up a "Put-Bre-Through-School" Pity fund. well - it sounds good to me anyway.
Funny how things always end up differently than what you thought they would be.
*Ciao*
( who makes you feel )