Everyone feels as if they are barely hanging on to life at one point of another. Right now, I too have that feeling. I am a thirty year-old women and have one and one half years left in college. My boyfriend and I have a lovely apartment and we do not want for much, although we always want more. Being in school full time has hindered my ability to work a regular forty hour a week job, but I do work about twenty and it just is not enough. I will begin working more hours after this semester ends and I have switched my major in order to do so. I need to graduate so I can get a job that I want, but I need to work while doing it. Therefore, I am just barely hanging on right now. Hanging on to what? Life? Sanity? Money? All three? The state in which I see many of the towns and people in my area are a great example of this "barely hanging on" concept. People have been asking the question "How much more can I hang before I fall?" for years upon years, but there is never quite the right answer. It is a horrible feeling to have, but most people would not know what to do without that feeling. I purpose that without the feeling of "barely hanging on" many of us would feel much better than we have in years. So in order to get rid of this unwanted pest, think about things that make you hang on. Things such as your children, your partner, your best friend, and even your cat! And then realize that all of those things are worth hanging on for, and before you know it, you will be able to loosen the grip!
Driving home from MI tonight, I became inspired by Taylor Swift's lyrics from her record Folklore . I haven't been inspired to write much in years. I wrote a Haiku yesterday in three minutes and it felt great. Poetry usually isn't my thing, but some of my creative writing students asked if I'd be their advisor for Poetry Club and I am delighted that I agreed! For the first time in nearly six years, I'm writing. Anyway, here is an erasure poem of the song "This is Me Trying" by Taylor Swift. Worth It? I've been having a hard time adjusting I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting I didn't know if you'd care if I came back I have a lot of regrets about that Pulled the car off the road to the lookout Could've followed my fears all the way down And maybe I don't quite know what to say But I'm here in your doorway I just wanted you to know That this is me trying I just...
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