Tonight in class was inspiring. It’s nice to have other sounding boards to give/receive feedback from. Balancing life, career, and school work isn’t easy and I think that for people who aren’t juggling these three very specific things, it’s harder for me to relate to them. It’s such a weird phenomena being in school and sort of feeling like less of an adult but not in a negative way. Maybe this speaks to my own personal feelings, but it’s almost as if there’s this sort of naivete to me that belongs in school and thrives in school, but is in a constant state of struggle with the career-driven, assertive part of my life. I am steel-faced by day and wide-eyed by night. Strange times.
Also, but unrelated, I sent a typo to a friend today about my singing lessons in which I called them single lessons and I’ve been thinking about it all evening. Am I in single lessons? I use to be the kind of girl who yearned for love, all of this howling, it tore of my lungs. As I have developed myself, my passions, my pursuits I have felt less inclined to seek out that sort of romantic love that I needed to find five years ago.
And if that isn’t single lessons…?
30-something Mississippi queer. Bleeding heart with a soft spot for honesty and oversharing. Conquering corporate America and my own insecurities– one day at a time.