… that there’s so much you want to do, and so much you want to say and it’s all just jumbled up in your head so that the only thing you can do is nothing?
That’s how I feel about this job search. I want a job, and I want it yesterday. But I also want to do something I love, and that makes me happy, and that maybe isn’t super stressful, and that would – perhaps – let me work from home, or have an awesome amount of flexibility.
What job would that be, you ask? (Go ahead – ask!) I think it would be to write. For a living. And have people pay me. Because as much as I love writing for free, it doesn’t make a dent in my monthly bills.
I have a million ideas floating around in my head and I want to write about them all, but I don’t even know how to begin, so I’m not. They’re just stuck in my head trying really, really hard to organize themselves into some semblance of order so that maybe, hopefully, at some point I’ll set them free.