love hate love hate

my job. new york city.
yet, bam! it's been one year already. ...not a huge chunk of time if you look at the long run, but kind of a huge chunk if you consider your life to be over at 35, which I suspect (hope) most 23 year old's think.
feel like I never have time to sit down and think about what I'm doing, where I'm going.
or maybe I have too much time, think too much, and am crippled by indecision.

either way, my life needs a new rhythm.
but then there's also those times where I pause for 2 seconds and realize that, as much as I bitch, my life -job, friends, city, is pretty damn amazing right now and I should quit being a little breezy.

oh isn't this speech sooooo scintillating?
stupid angst. it annoys me too.

...and here goes the downward spiral

1 comment:

  1. you're only human, it happens even to the best of us. besides, new york is fabulous! xx