I'm sitting here today, in a coffee shop that smells like soup, wondering where the girl who wrote that is....can she come out and play now? I need her advice. I need her to put her hands on my shoulders and push me onto a seat, point a finger at me and say, "Don't you give up, now. Don't you quit the hope you've got."
Because today I'm not living a very good example of a positive, hopeful individual.
Rejection emails, no interviews, underemployed forever and a future-less future are floating around me and siphoning me into this vortex of suckiness. This day I am a chickened out soul and I am trying to find some fuel inside of me to fill up the depleted tank of hopes and dreams to get my vehicle going again. But then there are the tires to fix, the windshield to clean...little things to hold me back and keep me from pressing the gas pedal. Why doesn't the future just unlock itself, already?
I say I've never been on a roller coaster before, but really. This whole being a 20 something year old is one heck of a bumpy ride.
Consider this your invitation to my pity party. Feel free to RSVP with an emphatic "no."