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I've been thinking more and more about living in the present, which is something I've never really been taught. when I was a kid, it was all about planning to graduate elementary school, then middle school, high school, and college. and, of course, throughout the whole process, I was encouraged to think about what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. it wasn't until a couple years ago where I had the realization, "fuck, all that planning was bullshit because I'm at a place where I had no fucking idea I'd be."
maybe that's not entirely true. I'm thankful to have had the drive to do well in school and move away from home. otherwise, my life would have been really, really sad/boring/pathetic. but now that I'm an adult, I'm still thinking, "what's next?"
Eric has taught me a lot about living in the present, which I'll admit is something I'm still learning. I'm always stressing out about what to do next; what my plan is; what the fuck I'm doing with my life. I always thought San Francisco was just a temporary thing, but I'm slowly accepting that I really love it here and it might be the place for me.
my job, not so much. I still fantasize about getting a career in the environmental field, but there's no way I'd take a pay cut. I guess it's just a matter of banking on the right position at my current gig. until then, I'll be happy with what I have and thankful that I have a steady income to support my culinary/shopping/traveling pursuits.
also, this fall weather is making me regress musically. I've been listening to high school/early college shit that I used to be obsessed with. Sonic Youth, Joanna Newsom, Belle & Sebastian? really?
maybe that's not entirely true. I'm thankful to have had the drive to do well in school and move away from home. otherwise, my life would have been really, really sad/boring/pathetic. but now that I'm an adult, I'm still thinking, "what's next?"
Eric has taught me a lot about living in the present, which I'll admit is something I'm still learning. I'm always stressing out about what to do next; what my plan is; what the fuck I'm doing with my life. I always thought San Francisco was just a temporary thing, but I'm slowly accepting that I really love it here and it might be the place for me.
my job, not so much. I still fantasize about getting a career in the environmental field, but there's no way I'd take a pay cut. I guess it's just a matter of banking on the right position at my current gig. until then, I'll be happy with what I have and thankful that I have a steady income to support my culinary/shopping/traveling pursuits.
also, this fall weather is making me regress musically. I've been listening to high school/early college shit that I used to be obsessed with. Sonic Youth, Joanna Newsom, Belle & Sebastian? really?