Monday, February 6, 2012
Melancholy and Dreaming
First I must say, I am very grateful for this wonderful life DH and I have built, but...
Sometimes as I look back on my life, I remember those forks in the road and the road not taken. Substantial decisions that would have taken my life on a different course. My day job, (although some would call it a career), has made me reflect on those choices lately and now I dream every day of an exit plan. I recite my resignation in my mind, replaying it over and over. My life has become a grind, working too many hours, coming home late, sewing late into the night and starting the day again three or four hours later. Zero joy.
I dream of silly things, having the time to sew and create things. I dream about baking cupcakes and making DH chunky, or making dog biscuits, and making my puppy chunky. Sitting outside, enjoying the fresh air, a glass of wonderful wine in my hand and spending more time with DH...silly things.