I feel all sorts of discombobulated. I’ve finally picked my last day of work (EEEEEK!), I’m turning 28 in about a month, and I just applied for an unpaid intership. Who am I?
I feel as if I need to shave my head, move to Yemin, get a boob job or something, so I can keep the big time momentum coming. I’m halfway stupid and halfway crazy, but 100% sure that ruffling my feathers is just what the doctor ordered.
I’m excited. I haven’t been this excited about ANYTHING in a really long time. My excitement has always been watered down with a little bit of “oh but I still gotta do this,” or “only if I have time after doing that” and frankly, I have my job to thank for that.
That changes now. I made moves yesterday I thought I’d never have the balls to make. With the chance of spending my days in The City again, my nights at the gym or in the yoga studio, and my weekends…. well… in the snow, I feel as if I’m on the verge of something. Something I’ve been waiting for for a long time.
And for once in my life, I’m speechless.
Happy Friday, y’all!!! And remember, Karma’s only a bitch if you are. Think about it.