Building the Empire
This morning I sit on a pulled out futon, strong coffee in a Mickey Mouse mug steams beside me and the bathroom light shines strongly. This is my first morning in Manhattan, officially. I slept a bit longer than I wanted to but what else is new. I woke this morning to Sam at the sink brewing coffee in her pajamas, "Do you want any?" she asked as I forced open sleepy, sandy eyes. And I, of course, said no thanks, I'll go back to sleep for 40 more minutes. Two hours later I finally awoke, made coffee of my own, and here I sit, extremely excited for my interview with Anthropologie at the Chelsea Market at 1, curious about thrift stores in the surrounding area, dying to hear about Sam's first day at her dream nanny job. Adele is singing through the speakers in my laptop and as her soulful voice serenades me about true love an overwhelming feeling of joy, maybe excitement, slowly fills up my stomach. I feel it begin in my toes, it shoots up my legs easily and begins to warm my belly, butterflies made of sunlight are fluttering around. I do not know if I have ever been so excited about my life, so confident and positive in my direction. Comfortable in my relationships and the love I have for all the people I share this life with. I finally feel I am in the right place, physically and mentally, to make all of my dreams come true. Life is going to twist and turn many different ways, none of which I have control over, and for the first time I am completely giving up the reins, shouting, "DO WHAT YOU WILL!" because I know I can handle it. I know whatever is supposed to happen to me in this crazy life is going to happen regardless of how upset I get, regardless of how much I worry about the future. I am just going to have to accept each day as it comes and gently live myself into an amazing, happy, successful future. It is all so real and possible now and I see how childish I have been. Growing up is such a fun adventure.

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