42 days in Oregon, eight plus jobs applied for, endless moments spent on craigslist searching for new opportunities, and I'm still unemployed. This is it. Adulthood. And once again I'm faced with the realization that nothing will ever turn out exactly the way I thought it would.
So in these moments of doubt and frustration, I find myself clinging to the little things. Because lets face it, it's the little things in life that really matter. That make it worth living. And right now, that's all I've got.
Little things like a smile from my nephew, ending the day with a drink and plenty of laughter with my sister and brother-in-law, chopping all my hair off and seeing a new me underneath, learning a new song on my ukulele, laying in the grass in Lithia Park and watching the first leaves of fall land all around me.
These are the things that keep me going. That remind me how lucky I am, even though I don't have everything I want just yet.
So here's to the little things! And hoping that the big things will fall into place before too long....
