Well, life has been life.
I have been really working on myself; becoming more patient, taking note of things that make me happy instead of dwelling/focusing on everything I would change about people, my life, and myself.
Other than that, I'd say my life is pretty dull. If I were to write a book about it right now, it would not be a page turner.
Life is work. I am working at unlearning my usually unrelenting pessimism and fear of everything; I am working on my marriage, as sharing a life with someone is not easy; I am working on being a mother, a human being, a sister, a daughter, and a friend, as I have never been good at the latter four, and am hoping not to mess up the first.
But, I am happy.
And yet, there is a restlessness within me; a desire for something additional. I think I really want to get on with this psychology thing...
Saw Lesli yesterday. She's in a great place in her life; I'm really glad we've been able to maintain contact/friendship over the years. She's one of my few girlfriends. I've always been more comfortable with men than women in regards to friendship, but once I got serious with Michael, of my own accord, I parted ways with most of my male friends. And my other closest girlfriend now resides in China. :(
Off to watch reruns of Dark Angel that I Tivo'd earlier today. The SciFi channel was airing episodes today for some reason...
Chronicling the ups and downs of my life as a twenty-something always second-guessing herself.
- ► 2010 (36)