This year is turning out to be kinda strange. I feel like things are moving at a pace that I have no control over, but nothing significant is happening. It's like chipping away at a large stone, waiting to find that one perfect spot where the whole thing will crumble and reveal the goodies underneath.
Feeling like I'm treading water is no new sensation to me, but this time is different. There's a certain anticipation that has been building. I'm back in school, with only 2 classes left for a certificate and a professional license in my field. I've been working less, but it feels like I'm hemorrhaging money, with the promise of more clients or performing new duties on the horizon.
I've somehow decided amid all of the school and work stress, that I would be going to NY Comic Con with my sister. I've been learning how to sew garments, with my sister and mother teaching me, for costumes. The excitement for Comic Con between the two of us, is immense. Maybe the feeling of impending awesomeness, is just the thrill of planning a cool trip with my sister where we can just geek out together, maybe it's the promise of furthering my career goals by the end of the year...I'm not sure. It's all of the above, and more.
I am impatient, especially when it comes to waiting for things to happen. There are some things that just need to unfold over time, and I have to embrace the feeling of being out of control. Enjoy the ride.
