It is that time of the week where I get to take five minutes and write something based on one word, no editing or back tracking. This is Five-Minute-Fridays. I have taken a long break from it, but here it is again. Ready.
I am ready. I had to call my loans yesterday to put them in forbearance again. I am ready to have a good job. I am ready to pay my bills and be an adult. I am ready to have my own place. I am ready to have the life I have dreamt of. I am ready to get out of this nomadic, static place of nothing. I am ready to accomplish something with my life.
I wasn’t made for this. I wasn’t made for marathons of Bones. I wasn’t made for being stuck at home. If I had a child, I may enjoy it more. I don’t know. I wasn’t made for what life has been. I am ready for change.
Yet, I am held back. Yet, it all seems so close, yet so elusive. Yet, it feels as though it will never come.
It is like I am stuck at the beginning of my new race. I finished the school race. I finished the “growing up” race (for the most part). And it is like I have been stuck on the launch pad of living life for the last nine months. It is like the race of life zooms past, and I am stuck.
God, I am ready. Make me ready. Make it all happen.
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