life = grr.
i find myself at crossroads all too often. i find myself easily traversing untraveled paths even more often, and convenient lovely distractions litter my existence like a trail of jelly beans.
the moments of joy in the life of a gypsy are extreme.
the instances of misfortune are often moreso.
i'm very torn between the life my intellect craves and the wandering my spirit seems addicted to, and fulfilled by. things have been so serendipitous in california that it's become even harder to consciously walk away from the incredibly unique and beautiful lifestyle i have built for myself. if there was a way to satiate and grow my brain while simultaneously existing in this nebulous cloud of flexibility and change, that would be wonderful. i have two weeks to decide if that's the case.
i'll keep smiling either way though.
the moments of joy in the life of a gypsy are extreme.
the instances of misfortune are often moreso.
i'm very torn between the life my intellect craves and the wandering my spirit seems addicted to, and fulfilled by. things have been so serendipitous in california that it's become even harder to consciously walk away from the incredibly unique and beautiful lifestyle i have built for myself. if there was a way to satiate and grow my brain while simultaneously existing in this nebulous cloud of flexibility and change, that would be wonderful. i have two weeks to decide if that's the case.
i'll keep smiling either way though.