Reality Queen
So I’m lying in bed suffering from gastro-intestinal flu,
(yes, you read right, I honestly hadn't even heard the word before today) and I
decided I’d do something that I haven’t done in a while; pen down my thoughts.
It has been quite a while since I did that actually, not
quite sure why…
Something tells me that I've been scared to write down my
thoughts simply because they have been such a jumble of late. Don’t think for a
second that when I say they have been a jumble, that it’s a bad thing, well not
entirely bad. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I have been trying to find
my feet really.
It’s my fourth year at college - mind you, I decided to stay
on and specialise in my field of interest because it’s what I’m passionate
about, I’m not still at college because I’m failing or repeating a module - and
I’m starting to wonder what the future has in store for me.
It feels like just yesterday that I wrote my Realism 101 blog post about how I’d
expect a working day to end with me coming back from work, kicking off my
heels, taking a long bubble bath and curling up on the couch with a good book. To
be quite frank, none of my days has ended like that since I started working as
the English lecturer at my institute.
This is what my end-of-day REALLY looks like:
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I usually get back to the flat eager to just
kick of whatever is on my feet and hop into the shower (bubble baths are
luxuries I only indulge in on weekends, sadly)
·
After that, depending on what needs to be done
around the flat, I’ll either do some domestic work in the form of washing
dishes or doing laundry, or I’ll take a nap if there’s nothing to do.
·
When I wake from my nap, there is no Danielle
Steele or Penny Vincenzi for me to read. All my reading material falls under
English research or my Digital Marketing studies.
·
From there, if I do have the energy, I’ll cook
or I’ll ask my flatmate to cook.
And there you have it, my typical work day. I won’t deny, it’s
quite far from what I’d envisioned it to be. But for some reason I’m quite
happy with the way it’s playing out.
People are always going on about how they want to drive a
Merc and live in a lavish flat in Sandton. I know a part of me also wants to
live that lifestyle and in due time, I know it will come, but for now, I’m
enjoying the climb. I am comfortable where I am, and for me, I don’t know about
you, that is what matters most. COMFORT.
I don’t want to get too comfortable though. My ultimate goal
is to see myself growing with every year that comes. Which is why I embrace the
indecision I feel sometimes. Who said finding ones feet would be easy?
I just take every day as it comes, that’s what it is. Life may knock me around but, to quote my buddy and motivational speaker, Vuki Dlamini, "I dare a spectator to watch me fail 49 times but stick around to witness what happens on try number 50". ;)
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