I'm a study in dissatisfaction. I am the Queen of Be Careful What You Wish For.
I've always figured that I was dissatisfied because I wasn't where I needed to be, doing what I needed to do. But what if that's not it at all? What if it's something deeper, that no amount of geographic or spinal adjustment can cure? I'm terrible at meditating.
I managed to jot down a little Tumblr flash thing based on a woman from New Orleans, my great grandmother, and an overheard conversation. What is that though? Like bending down to pick up a pen and calling it yoga. I'm too cranky for this today. Even writing an article about geology didn't cheer me up. Though I did have an encouraging conversation with the coordinator of UWyo's ENR program. I think I'm grouchy because I can't start yet.
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