Life was two sets of school uniforms, a bunch of books and notebooks on the bookshelf, a drawer full of cassettes, and a few poetry books and post its of favorite verses. That was my high school. I used to be free. Looking into the future. Living every day. Seeing every leaf. Watching each step. Remembering the Friend.
Everything had a place in my room. I was a free girl, laughing, crying, marveling in each friend and every friendship, chatting openly with my mother and father. I used to enjoy the simple pleasures. I didn't try to please anyone yet I was confident most were pleased with me.
Time to get back to it.
I feel stressed and overwhelmed. I feel too much pressure at work especially from people; the single thing that is 100% out of my hands. I feel the MBA coursework that I have just started is breaking my back. I feel behind on house chores. I feel that the thoughts of people's opinion of me have cluttered my head, darkened my brain, burdened my heart.
It is time to get simple again.
I am going to, from this moment on, stop trying to please everyone, especially at work.
Work is my game now. I am not here to stay, I am here to learn.
I am going to enjoy the simple pleasures.
And I am going to stand tall and believe in me; same way Molly Lou Melon's grandma advised her.
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