It’s Friday and I’m sitting here thinking: when did I turn into this insecure, negative Nancy? I mean, yes I’ve been through some shit in my life in general, a lot of that has been concentrated to the past 6 months or so, but really overall….it’s been one hit after another.
And yet, I really truly don’t feel like this negative downer I make myself out to be in all these posts. Why, then, do I focus so much on all the bad shit? Is it the human condition or do I just secretly like complaining and whatnot? I mean, I’m finally, for once in my life, doing what I want to do. You would think I’d be happy about that, and I am. I just think that I somehow expect it all to fall into place immediately, or at least much faster than it actually is. So I get impatient and whiny because I hate waiting and I can’t do shit about things that are out of my hands.
Why can’t I just take a deep breath and be like: “Oh well, I did what I could, now let’s do something fun/interesting/useful while I wait!”
I’m really trying here.
On a sort of related (?) note: I’m excited that it’s the weekend, tomorrow we go to LA for Fright Feast Festival – outdoor showing of Bride of Frankenstein and Creature from the Black Lagoon. EXCITED!!