I try to live enjoying every day to the fullest, but right now? I just want it to be 10:45 AM on Saturday and I want to be on that plane to Florida.
I know, I have only been back to work for three weeks after holiday break; I shouldn’t complain. I am trying to figure it out – why the last 6 months have felt so hard. It can’t really be all of the change at work, can it? I feel like I am missing something, some key piece of understanding.
I guess part of it is I am having trouble accepting. Accepting that I am single, that I might not meet someone. Everyone seems to think that flipping that around to say, “I am single and loving it, and I won’t be alone for ever,” is an easy thing to do.
I am positive I can’t wait to go to Florida. 🙂