Bitter Work:

I am standing on the precipice of some unknown change.  I’m right at the edge of jumping into it.  Blindly and blondly going where I’ve not treaded.  I have been offered a space in my cousin’s loft in Philadelphia, which I very well could take her up on that. I am going to Chicago in a few weeks to visit my aunt and uncle and could find a job and a life there... In any event, things are going to change, in the next five weeks or so.  I know I’ll be in a different state of mind.  Change is exactly what I need right now.  I’m so sick of working my ass off for little to no recognition or gratitude. 

  One day I’ll be famous, or at least happy.  And then I can breathe and let the ten ton weight on my chest roll off and stay off.  But until then, I have to keep working myself thinner than rice paper.  Because those that work hardest, receive the greatest rewards.  I am certain of it. 

I can’t wait for things to “pan out” or unravel at my feet like a red carpet for things to come.  I’m ready, I am. I'm making things change. I'm making my life different. Starting now.