5 months, 2 tattoos, and 1 princess moment later...
Looking back at the months that have passed, I don't truly believe that it's been this long since I've last posted on here. It seems like it was yesterday that I was enjoying the changing leaves with a cup of iced coffee in one hand and B's hand in my other. To summarize the missing months in a couple of words, it's been a balancing act between what I love and what I do, what I need and what I desire, who I am and who I want to be.
I've always considered myself lucky to have my dreams and reality so tangible and relatable to each other, but one variable that I forgot to consider is my own being: my stamina, confidence, and time. Having a full time job meant that I had to devote my energy into something other than my true passions (but don't get me wrong, I love where I work and the responsibilities that come with it). That time and energy put into something else meant that my desires of what I wanted to do was cut short, and my confidence fell along with the progression of my passions as I watched everyone else pass me.
If I were to summarize my late night conversations with B, it would be "Invest in what makes you happy." I devote 40 hours of my week to my job, which leaves 128 hours left in the week to balance out the rest of my life, whether it be sleeping, eating, or actually doing projects that excite me. What matters is my perspective and mindfulness on everything that I do. I haven't hit my peak of understanding and balancing my ideas and self yet, but I'm five months closer than ever.