And then there are days like this…
… days when you wake up on the wrong side of the bed and it spirals from there.
… days when you get shoved and pushed, and yelled at on the subway.
… days when it’s dark and dreary outside… and cold, very cold.
… days when your coworkers pull you in every which direction until you almost rip apart.
… days when you skip what you love with every core of your being because you’re too upset.
… days when nothing terribly horrible happens but still the world feels all sorts of wrong.
… days when all you can do when you get home is cry.
Today is one of those days – a setback on an otherwise fantastic journey.
The wiser, more mature me can’t help but feel as though setbacks are life’s greater wisdom forcing us to stop, slow down, and reassess. Maybe there is something we haven’t quite learned yet. Maybe we’re not exactly on the right path yet. In my case, I know exactly what’s wrong – it’s the same thing that’s been wrong for over a year – I just don’t know how to step outside of my non-risk-taking, playing-it-safe self… at least not yet.
“It takes a lot of courage to grow up and be who you really are.” ~ e.e. cumming