Confusingly Peaceful
Such an oddly transient space in which I currently find myself. Deciding to move to Hawaii held an energy of hope, a confidence that there, I would find the answers and be directed to the next phase of my life. And maybe I did, but it's not clear. I thought it would be clear. Nothing is currently clear. And yet, I have a sense of peace that makes no sense. I'm working three different random jobs, none of which make enough money for me to actually survive. I'm in my 40s and living with my parents. I keep getting turned down for jobs and opportunities I thought would be perfect for me. I feel torn between choosing a space here closer to my children and following my dreams of living in tropical paradise. I'm so very, very single. But at the same time, I know it's all going to be okay. I feel like something else is on its way, and for whatever reason, I am supposed to be in this transient space in order to have room and be ready for it. But what is it that I'm supp...