I guess you have no choice but to grow up when you finally land a "career" ... but I sure as hell don't have to like it. Those painful, "this is what its like to suck it up, drive on, and be an adult" moments are leaving me with a lot of bitterness that I can't quite seem to spit out.

But no one ever promised doing what was best for you in the long run would be pleasant in the moments it takes to get there. (wait, isn't this the same rationale that landed me in DC in the first place?)

My inner clarity is becoming crisper through it all, so maybe it isn't all bad. There are purposes to the things we experience, right?

I will simply have to find a way to block out that knowledge right now. It is so not my style to ignore my heart but what choice do I really have? If I can throw a towel over the clock on the treadmill to get through my workout, I can throw a towel over this too ...

Posted by: Princess Cat at 11:21 AM | Comments (3) | Add Comment
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