It's not currently snowing out, but I flipped through some old film photos yesterday and found myself missing the view in this one. I loved being able to experience living in an apartment where the cows would be grazing right across the street and the mountains could pretty much always be seen in the distance.
*****
I had a pretty crazy moment of panic last night, when I re-read a cover letter for a job application I submitted last week and noticed a glaring mistake staring right back at me. In the midst of working on multiple job applications, I had accidentally used the wrong job title in the middle of one of them. I was so surprised, frustrated, and disappointed that my mind felt like it was shattering for a few minutes (Or an hour. Or even longer to be honest. ). The thing is, I've been searching for a full time job for so long now that I want so badly for everyone of them to work and for someone to give me the chance to talk to them. The scary thing is when you start to submit applications over and over again, one after another, it's incredibly hard not to feel burnt out. I have such a crazy desire for one of them to work out, it's almost a little scary. But here's where I'm trying to teach myself a lesson. Maybe, this is a sign that I need to be a little more mindful about how I approach my writing and how I approach these applications. Slow down, but not slow down. Channel that drive into quality over quantity.
"Be still before the Lord, and wait patiently for him..." -Psalm 37:7
You Are Enough
November 7, 2016 • Create
How hard it is
To pick yourself up
After disappointment
Tell yourself
It's okay
To find motivation
To keep going-
This doesn't change anything
About you
About who you are
Your passions
Your beliefs
You are you
And you are enough
Almost November, Almost An Entire Year Later
October 27, 2016 • Featured
Would you believe me if I told you there was rush hour traffic just a few feet to the left of this field when the photo was taken? I stopped the other day and realized this field doesn't really look much like the suburbs at all, if you focus directly on it. This was actually the same field I tried feeding a baguette to squirrels and rabbits when we first moved here 19 (?!) years ago. The trees and weeds have just grown a bit. No one in my family liked baguettes back then, but we were given one as a move-in gift, and just before it started to go bad, Mom suggested we take it to the park with us. A mom, a five year-old, and a one-year old trying to feed the squirrels pieces of baguette. Sounds a little odd, and a little crazy, but I'm convinced we went home with an empty bag, so someone or something must have eaten it.
It's been a long time since I've added any writing to this page. I actually really really enjoy writing, but most of the time, I'm not quite confident enough to transfer it from a page in a notebook to the internet. This blog is a learning experience though, so I've decided to keep going with it, as if I'm the only one reading and writing (which might actually be true :) ) Here's to "crispy" fall weather, and changing seasons (in weather patterns and in life).
M
It's been a long time since I've added any writing to this page. I actually really really enjoy writing, but most of the time, I'm not quite confident enough to transfer it from a page in a notebook to the internet. This blog is a learning experience though, so I've decided to keep going with it, as if I'm the only one reading and writing (which might actually be true :) ) Here's to "crispy" fall weather, and changing seasons (in weather patterns and in life).
M
Happy Thanksgiving (3 days late)!
Taken on the bridge to Teddy Roosevelt Island
Reusing Stumptown Coffee's cold brew glasses
Finally, finally, finally, time to read something that isn't a journal article
September
September 20, 2015
Discovered Stumptown Coffee this past month
School has officially started again. I've made it through my first three weeks of classes and am hoping that I've finally left the summer mindset behind. Being a student is so incredibly different from being an intern and spending 8 hours a day in an office. Work doesn't stay at school. Ever. It comes home with me and gets done in my room, at the local library, or in coffee shops when I desperately feel the need to change up the scenery and environment.
Some days, I am incredibly happy that I'm a student soaking up all the reading, the experiences, and everyone else's stories of their experiences. Other days, I feel like I'm drowning and can't possibly get everything done in time and to the quality that I want it to be. On days like today, I'm reminded that I have been in school for eighteen continuous years already. Similar routines year in and year out, semester in semester out.
Waiting for a train transfer after class
I've always told myself that I don't deal well with change and that I prefer routine and consistency, but these past few weeks my mind has been telling me that I need change. I need change to learn even more and to grow. Change can't happen right away, but for now I'll be searching for ways to simplify routines, to step away and cut back, and to motivate and remind myself why I love what I do and what I'm studying.
Leftover chocolate chips=Sunday morning pancakes
This month, I'm grateful for unbelievably satisfying conversations with friends, for a kitchen stocked with ingredients, and amazing soundcloud artists and playlists. And of course, the fact that there is just the tiniest hint of fall in the air :)
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