Now that I’ve graduated…
I have time to THINK.
Get back to my roots…my past loves.
Stalking fashion blogs.
Digging for new music.
The things that drive more creativity and thoughts and feelings than syllabi, midterms, finals, essays, mat boards, rubber cement…
After just a few simple minutes of divulging into my old habits - it makes me realize how much passion has been driven out of my life. I love and respect the design process as much as ever at this point in my journey…but reaching for things outside of myself and the four walls of school is almost completely diminished. It makes me recognize this haphazardly pieced together shell I’ve temporarily constructed to simply run through the hours of the day. But upon graduation with a newly attained dream job, I’m making a mental note to stop rushing the hours, stop forgetting the minutes depleted….and take time to enjoy and love everything. I tell myself that buying my own home and forever escaping the confines of a curfew will make my life complete - but I have to wonder if this is the ultimate hurdle to happiness. It probably isn’t.
Oh well, the mild tribulations of being an adult. It’s never what you thought it was going to be when you were a kid. Nonetheless, my old habits are rejuvenating and motivating to start pumping warmth back into my life.
