I tend to start some things, okay, A LOT of things and never finish them. Well, maybe that's not necessarily true, I'm fairly good at the follow through once I have begun actually
working on something. But when it comes to the process, the conception of a new thing, it pretty much ends after the main thought. For example, going to cosmetology school to become a hair stylist. Yeah, that idea lasted maybe a month, I never applied, never got any gear whatsoever in motion. Just another spider hatching it's idea baby in my brain. Or what about getting my masters in theatre arts, becoming a teacher, writing a book, working out, getting more organized. I can, with all confidence say I have not completed any of the above.
I've decided to hold off on being a teacher for a while. Maybe a long while. I'm not ready. I'm not ready to pack up my freedom, strap on my fannypack and call it a day. I want more, I want to be a twenty-something with no cares, living just to live. I'm afraid that in this day, that's not possible. Especially in LA, where everything cost more money than I make, and what I make cost me more time than I'm willing to spend. But if I don't try now, it's gone. Youth, choices, being just me.
Perhaps this is one of those things I start and never finish. Whatever it may end up being, it's here, and so am I.
