I sit in the break room and contemplate my present and my future. The present doesn’t look so good. I am anxious when I have to look at my bank account. I have had to move back in with my parents. I must find another job, try to be a supportive and caring girlfriend, and not be a nuisance to my family.
Don’t take that the wrong way. I love their staying power and I love them, but we can’t be living together forever. I am in America now, where independence from the family as a grown person is valued more than where I grew up.
The future holds so many possibilities. Art therapy, maybe a husband, two kids and a dog? Maybe I’ll travel across the globe again, single and start anew once more.
Thing is none of that will happen unless I start moving now. So cheers to this day. Another day full of possibilities and opportunities to learn more.