Now What?
The clock reads 01:08. I had gone to bed more than an hour ago, but sleep has decided not to follow. I’m almost regretting opting for an half-hour bike ride to rest my tired body instead of performing the one-hour cardio-workout scheduled for me. Physical pain would have been much more preferable, in any case.
Sometimes this whole interconnected thing really bites you in the ass.
Convocation happened and, for now at least, I’ve officially shed my student status and won’t be looking back. This time a year ago I still knew which way I wanted to go, what path I wanted to follow, and, at least for the near term, where I wanted to end up. Then Life threw me a curve ball. And then it took the ball away entirely.
“The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men” and all that…
Really, though, I have it pretty good. No debt, roof over my head, still some coins in the bank, and fabulous people all around me. Despite all the ups and downs, enough good vibes are going around to distract me away from the mostly-unspoken. And, barring any unintended course adjustments—both literal and metaphorical—with unfortunate consequences, there’s still a few decades left for me to find a way to fill that void.
So: Now What?
Shrug.