I've spent probably an hour just trying to figure out a name for this blog now, and I think I've settled on this one - "I'm Finding Me Again". I've been complaining to my husband lately that I feel like I've been getting too lazy - I go to work, come home, and plop on the couch or in front of my computer for the rest of the night. I hate myself for this. When I was younger, I had dreams and aspirations. I left them behind when I never meant to. I feel out of touch, like I gave up everything I was as a shiny-eyed high schooler for things that would make me an adult, but now I know I didn't NEED to give them up at all. But I'm too lazy to get back into them by myself.
I wanted to write fantasy novels and have notebooks full of ideas from then. I don't get ideas anymore. I wanted to draw and was the cartoonist for my school newspaper for a year. My notebooks were covered in doodles and every assignment had a drawing on it. I haven't even doodled in years. I used to do community service, collect cookbooks like they were coins, and dream of travelling and seeing the world. Now I've settled into the life of a normal 9 to 5 who says she's too tired and is too attached to her computer and TV to do what she knows she really wants to do after work. I love my job, my husband, and my friends, they all make me happier than I've been in a very long time, but I miss me. So now I'm going to find me again. Almost everything on my 101/1001 list is something I've told myself I want to do, many related to who I used to be, the me I liked before.
I can't wait for July 1st. I can't wait to find the me I was before again. I just hope she and I can get along.
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