I’m not the most patient of people. Everyday it’s getting harder and harder for me to get up and go to work. Not because I don’t like my job (I do), but because I feel like I’m in some kind of holding pattern. I’m waiting. It’s hard seeing other people living their dreams and you have to wait to live yours.
Of course I keep thinking “If only I hit the lottery,” however, I don’t play the lottery on a regular basis, so that doesn’t help. All I can do right now is keep going.
Until next time,