Progress Report

It was my birthday on Saturday. I am now at the strange in-between age of 27. My 16 old self would have been shocked that I have reached this age.
I had a strawberry cheesecake and some second hand books to keep me entertained on Saturday and I suppose I was as happy as a pig in muck.
I’m starting to feel … a little bit emotional again. What with returning to education, job searching, submitting my poetry & writing new stuff, I’m pushing myself and when I start to push myself beyond my comfort zone, I subconsciously begin to kick back. Because it’s different and I don’t really know what is on the other side, or how things are going to pan out. I don’t much enjoy being emotionally uncomfortable because it distracts me and it makes me feel … odd inside. I have to get to the other side because otherwise I’m forever going to be stuck in a rut. In a comfort zone that is very familiar and safe but isn’t actually getting me anywhere, like I want to be able to work so I can afford Food! The bills! Books! & maybe a little flat by the sea.
So I just need to ride out the wobbly emotional stuff and plod on, one day at a time.

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