Here I am
I'm pretty sure that I'm going to go on hiatus... I just don't have time to devote to writing all my FP stories.
Instead of Uganda, I'm being sent to Hong Kong for six weeks at the end of the summer, and I'll be there on my twenty-fourth birthday. In between planning for that (a lot of waivers and paperwork!) and my heavy school schedule, I want to concentrate solely on my novel. That doesn't mean you can't expect any updates... I have half a chapter of So Real written and someday I may get a hankering to write that. But we'll see.
A lot's going on in my life right now, and I couldn't be happier. I'm finally, finally, finally at peace with my life and where it's heading after several tumultuous years of indecision and "decisions" which turned out to be wrong. What does this mean? It means I'm loading up classes, going to Hong Kong to teach English, writing my heart out, and attempting to be social despite my introverted nature. And taking lots of pictures in between.
It's such an amazing feeling to finally be content with your life, to not be dogged by feelings of inadequacy in all your physical, mental, and emotional realm. I can't even describe to you how wonderful I feel now. I'm healthy, happy, and hopeful. What more could I want?
I feel like such a dork saying all of this, but it's true. You never understand just how wonderful being content can feel unless you've been in that dark depression. Five years ago I had no idea I would be where I am now. I'm a little late to the adult party, but that doesn't mean I can't run and catch up. My life makes sense now, and that's more than I can say for a lot of people.
Having a purpose... it's just what I needed.
Instead of Uganda, I'm being sent to Hong Kong for six weeks at the end of the summer, and I'll be there on my twenty-fourth birthday. In between planning for that (a lot of waivers and paperwork!) and my heavy school schedule, I want to concentrate solely on my novel. That doesn't mean you can't expect any updates... I have half a chapter of So Real written and someday I may get a hankering to write that. But we'll see.
A lot's going on in my life right now, and I couldn't be happier. I'm finally, finally, finally at peace with my life and where it's heading after several tumultuous years of indecision and "decisions" which turned out to be wrong. What does this mean? It means I'm loading up classes, going to Hong Kong to teach English, writing my heart out, and attempting to be social despite my introverted nature. And taking lots of pictures in between.
It's such an amazing feeling to finally be content with your life, to not be dogged by feelings of inadequacy in all your physical, mental, and emotional realm. I can't even describe to you how wonderful I feel now. I'm healthy, happy, and hopeful. What more could I want?
I feel like such a dork saying all of this, but it's true. You never understand just how wonderful being content can feel unless you've been in that dark depression. Five years ago I had no idea I would be where I am now. I'm a little late to the adult party, but that doesn't mean I can't run and catch up. My life makes sense now, and that's more than I can say for a lot of people.
Having a purpose... it's just what I needed.