I’m trying to channel my inner zen lately with the mantras of “Be Here Now” and “One Day at a Time” but for whatever reason I can’t seem to still my overactive mind. I guess on one hand it’s normal to be 28 and thinking about where I see my life in 5, 10, 15 years. But at the same time, there are so many different versions of my life I conjure up that it’s hard to figure out which version I like best, and what plan of action will make me happiest. So I talk myself in circles, out of one idea and into the next only to talk myself back into the original idea. Then I just give up, grab a raspberry popsicle, decide the laundry can get folded tomorrow and sit down with my Kindle Fire and 50 Shades of Grey.
I’ll figure out my life tomorrow.