Monday, October 12, 2015
My Coyote Ugly Dreams
Quite honestly life has been a whirlwind lately. Dealing with the grief of death, and asking hard questions. Looking at new career opportunities, and just feeling very adult. Why is it that when life seems to get tough that I want to bolt?! I start romanticizing moving to Nashville, or San Diego. Why does it seem harder to stay? Harder to commit? Why does it seem harder to keep at the difficulties you face? I also ask myself if I would really have the guts to just up and leave? Sometimes I actually find myself impressed by those that have the capability of uprooting and moving away. No support system where they go. No family, no familiar faces even. It sounds so exhilarating, however I have a feeling that a month or so in the feelings of loneliness find you. Maybe you start asking yourself why it sounded like a good idea in the beginning to up and leave. Maybe not. Maybe you make a friend at your new job who has a community of people you can attach to. Maybe you become part of a great church community. Maybe you decide to take a job at a bar called "Coyote Ugly," start building a name for yourself in the music arena all while you fall in love with a beautiful Australian man.. Maybe? It could happen... errr wait, that's a movie. That's right it's not real life. Ok. Glad we cleared that up.
Anyways, those of you that have just up and left. Fled. Started over. What is it like? What is great, and what is not so great? For those of you that know me well, do you think I have the guts/ability to actually leave Margaret and Steve? Because that is probably the real question here...
Love and Can't Fight the Moonlight