Going Nowhere: A Collection

-September-

2/26/2014

Whenever we are waiting for a date to arrive, whether it's for good or bad, time seems to go by in an extremely slow way. So this month has gone by in a weird kind of way, like days doe once actually lasted twenty-four hours. And so since last time I wrote, many things have changed or unfolded as they should have. Saul left but we keep talking on a regular basis and I even sent him a letter (although I have to call tomorrow to confirm some data), I got the job and have been working for about three weeks now, next Monday I'll be able to send my first invoice, and in general I've been busy.

It all should translate to me being happy, fulfilled, but it's like this thought won't allow me. By "this thought" I mean the idea that the reason why I'm working is to save money to leave, which is not a bad thing, but it keeps me getting into thinking the future will be better, and doesn't let me really take advantage of the now.

I might have previouslysaid (or at least thought) that my plans of going to London in 2015 are stillgoing to happen, but they won't. I'm going to visit Saul in September, which isin seven months. That's why I'm working to save for tickets, for which I mightneed about a month or two to gather the money. For now I'm excited, for now itseems like something that will indeed happen, but I guess only time will tell.