I really didn’t want to get all melodramatic about this, but I’ve got to get some of this stuff down on paper while sensation still lasts.
It’s occurred to me for the last couple days. I am knee-deep in a transition face in my life. I really didn’t plan on blogging every day to turn into “the 1000 day journey“. I didn’t really expect to confront so many in my own internal feelings, my fears, my anxiety isn’t even my hopes for the future, and yet I did. Originally just wanted to be hey, I’ve written for 1000 days consecutively. Good on me!” I had turned into this deep contemplative Soule searching endeavor.
I’ve come to so many realizations during this 1000 day experiment. Particularly in the last few months.
The situation in my work, with an increasingly incompetent administrator has prompted me to finally make a decision on graduate school. I want to go get my masters degree and school administration and get administrator certificate. I don’t know what I want to become a principal, but I do know that I’ve got more to offer them. Some of the people who are currently occupied genuine positions of leadership.
After being extremely casual and moving the romantic equivalent of a glacial pace, I’ve decided that getting off the proverbial merry-go-round with Veronica. I tried to initiate a conversation with her about the us this past Thursday night that didn’t just fall on deaf ears, but was completely shut down by her. We haven’t spoken since. And at this point, I’m not sure which one of us walked away first. i’m realizing as I write this, that me insisting on meeting with her Thursday night, may have been my last-ditch effort to salvage something that she had already moved on from.
The academic calendar at aforementioned job is winding down. My seniors graduate this Saturday. So there’s always a sense of finality to the end of the school year. I’m feeling a relief now about being done with this year. It’s been truly exhausting, not physically as much as psychologically.
I’m planning to pick up kid one this weekend. He and kid to her basically the Constance in my life right now. I’m still planning to make my 95 Baseball Rd. trip later this summer, which unfortunately have not been able to lockdown tickets or accommodations for, due to financial obligations.
Right now I’m kind of feeling like Simba in the lion King, shortly after the wildebeest stampede that kills Mufasa. When Scar blames Simba for Mufasa’s death , the young lion flees. He spends some time alone before he unexpectedly meets up and his life completely changes. Right now, I’m feeling like Simba walking alone in the African plains.
I know things will change. I know things will pick up again. I know there’s going to be a transition of sorts in my life. After all, as Spock says in Star Trek VI, “nature abhors a vaccuum”. It I also l know that it’s human nature for me to want that next phase of my life to start immediately.
But I also know that this is the moment where the rubber hits the road. This is the moment where I really start putting the lessons I’ve learned during this 1000 day journey into practice. I’m curious, excited even, about what lies ahead of for me. I just want to find it and get moving.
And once again, the words of Bob Dylan are ringing through my head.
If you enjoyed reading “Between Pride Rock and the Plains,” check out my earlier thoughts on “Dreaming of Mars” to see where this “vacuum” of space first started to take shape.
Rebuilding a life takes grit, consistency, and a lot of ‘Option C’ thinking. Whether I’m closing in on 1,000 consecutive days of blogging or reflecting on the decade of work that brought me here, the mission remains the same: No glitz. Just the work. New to the blog? Start your journey here to see the blueprint and the ‘Tricorder’ perspective behind the rebuild.
Today’s post is inspired by the WordPress Daily Prompt. While I’ve taken the topic in my own direction for the Road to 1,000 Days, you can find more responses to today’s prompt HERE.
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