December 1st. Three months have passed since I picked up a left South Dakota. I drove southwest into California with hopes of starting anew. Poor planning hindered my relocation but with a little luck I was able to find a place to live with a few good men. We talk and eat and watch tv together, bonding over our cause and situation. I eventually found work that will hopefully sustain me, though by no means in any lap of luxury. I have yet to even locate the surface, let alone scratch it, of this media entertainment carnival I hope to one day become a critical cog. Three months, yet I feel I have barely left Sioux Falls. I walk outside my room, confused, wondering why Nate isnt playing video games in the living room or why I havent heard from Travis yet today, asking what is the plan for tonight. I see updates on friends statuses, informing the crew of events happening or in the works, while I sit in my room, not spending money. I now struggle, stressing myself over my ability to keep going in this new place. Emotionally, there are no qualms, but everyday pressures of life have a way of waring you down. My sister told me, quitting is not a failure, just a setback. I appreciate this sentiment and advice, yet I wont be undone before I even approach the chance to succeed. To make a diamond you need time and pressure. Pressure I have, pressure I am willing to endure. It is the time now that drags. The time that is needed and lulls me into submission. But every so often, I shake off the time and remember my purpose. And to whatever or wherever that purpose draws for me, I must continue and find my way to flourish. I am no common man, I appear common as rock, but with time and pressure, I will shine! This has been a reflection on transition. Thank your for your time.
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 23:00:21 +0000
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