I slept in this morning.
I awoke to see the sun streaming through our window.
I realized that I didn’t have to fly out of bed and get ready for work.
I found an email from my professor, surprising us with a week off from my course.
…and then I came here, and saw the many messages left by all of you.
Thank you. I wish I had words that could adequately describe how much I appreciated everything you each wrote, but I don’t know that I have the right words to express my gratitude. In the words of the most lovely Tulip, it made me want to hug my computer and each of you.
When I decided to begin writing again at the end of December, I wanted to change the way that I had been writing in here. I wanted to be honest. I wanted to be record the good and the bad, and that’s what last night’s post was. It was me reflecting on how I felt in that moment.
I know in my heart that there is a job out there for me somewhere, someday. I know I shouldn’t take that interview experience personally, but I am so bad with rejection. Not that anyone should be “good” at it per say, but oh… I am just bad. I feel things deeply, and I need time to process.
With regards to my writing, I’m not sure that I expressed myself properly last night. My goal really isn’t to be the most popular blogger in the world, but I know that with readership numbers comes opportunity. I look at Alana at The Good Girl Gone Blog and I want that. She has all these amazing opportunities to review products and SHOES! And Rachael at The Southified Masshole— she was offered an opportunity to compete in a contest to be a Twitter Jockey last year. I just… I don’t know. I want that. haha
…but I don’t know how to get there.
But, I know I will. Eventually. (I hope.)
In the meantime, thank you. Thank you for being here to help me gain some perspective–it may take time, but I’ll achieve my goals.
Thank you for believing in me.