Today was a very long day. I closed the kitchen last night and was out by 10pm and then I opened the kitchen this morning. I was back in at work at 8am and didn’t leave until after 4pm. On my way home I wanted to stop at Ross to get something cute to wear to this meeting my roommate wanted us to go to. So there I was, sitting in traffic during the beginning of rush hour, I look out the window at the sky, just looking, I’m so tired I can barely think. I notice this crow trying to fly. I say trying because there was rather rough winds as we have had storms coming through all week. He keeps trying and trying to fly against the wind. Dipping and curving and circling back around, bound and determined to fly the direction he wanted to go. Now if you think about it, if he had just adjusted his angle slightly he could still fly make it to where he wanted to go, it might take him longer, and take him at first in a different direction, but eventually he would have made it. He didn’t adjust his angle, he didn’t veer from his course, he just kept trying the same things over and over. I must have sat there at least six minutes, watching this crow, and it made me think. One, that birds of flight might be just a little insane, and Two I very much feel like I am that bird. There are certain directions I want to go, but I feel like every time I turn around, the wind bursts forth in great gales and pushes me back, or keeps me in place.
Lately I seem to be in this never ending cycle of sleep, work, home (where every one else is generally sleeping) sleep, work, home. It gets lonely and because I feel so out of sync with everyone else in the house I start to feel left out and forgotten. I come home to cold meals as if I am a single woman living alone. Generally I stay up late after I get home from work and I do homework or watch HULU to unwind. Then I lay down and try not to make too much of a ruckus getting comfortable (no small feat) because Handsome has to be up and out the door by 730am. I barely make enough to make ends meet, with no financial easement in sight. To be perfectly honest I am making even more financial hardship for myself by attending school again. I’m not getting enough sleep, I’m constantly tired, and I feel like I am working toward an impossible dream.
But, its my dream. Its not something that just sits and waits. Its something that no matter how far away it seems, I should strive for. I get depressed and instead of backing off or giving up I work harder. So maybe I am that crow, right now I may not be getting very far, but as soon as the wind dies down I’ll be off like a rocket!
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