My watch just beeped 5am. I arrived back home at 3:30, after another work excursion that has become more rare over the past several months, but was both welcomed and dreaded. In the past 90 minutes I have spent my time listening to the pulsating symphony of noises made by tree bugs and other night creatures along with the sirens and slamming car doors of the city. It’s a calming thing for me, even though it probably shouldn’t be.
The past month has been one interesting turn of events after another. After my self-described pity party of last month, I have emerged from my funk focused on a big goal. That goal is finishing my education, damn the consequences.
I recognize that I’m starting over…again, and I’m ok with that. As I sit here in the dark, listening to the noises of the night, I feel at peace with the permanence of transition.
When you stop learning, stop listening, stop looking and asking questions, always new questions, then it is time to die. – Lillith Smith
This may sound extreme, but it is the thing that drives me…always collecting, learning, experiencing new things. Ignoring this allowed me to get into my funk, embracing my desire to constantly grow is the thing to get me out of it.
It’s 5am and I’m in a damn good mood, so here’s a little ditty that I can’t get out of my head. Enjoy.