Sunday, April 29, 2007

becoming

Over the past three months, I have found myself buried deep under paper work, dozens and dozens of job applications, and bills that I can hardly afford to pay. I have cried more than one time over spilled milk, and I have either broken down or screamed at Jered over meaningless, petty things more than I care to admit.

To blame: the stress involved in this job searching.

In the last six months, I have watched myself change to enormous degrees. I can honestly say that teaching is starting to define who I am as a person. Or maybe better explained: I am defining who I am as an individual by doing what I am doing on a daily basis. Teaching has consumed my days, and it has impacted my life in leaps and bounds.

Perhaps I am stressed because teaching is the only thing I really want to do.

Having a back-up plan would be like doing myself a disservice. For me, there is nothing I can fall back on, because there is nothing I want other than this.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

until I can sit down and type up a real post

mural: self-portrait relay March 2007