on the edge

Transition - a friend that has stuck on me for a long time. I've been in a transient state for, what, close to two years. At times, not knowing where I'd be the next month and other times, not knowing where the next paycheck will come from. Not knowing whether the decision I make now will create undesirable ripples in my life later on. Living on the edge is scary but something I always find myself doing. I think it has to do with how I process my choices, what I view as being "exciting", "fulfilling" and "meaningful". But alas! I forgot to include "gratifying" in my choice-criteria. Frustration sometimes plagues me and chases me endlessly on days, especially when it joins hands with Worry - darn those two fiends! A certain Nobel Laureate characterized the passage of time as a string of pearls; you can't break the link lest you truly desire a chaotic scramble for bouncing, rolling pearls. Could it be that on hindsight, I always see a string of pearls, but for now, if you would excuse me, let me go pick up those dancing pearls.

inspira - hope you are having a fabulous week, the anticipation will end and you will take off soon! xoxo, exp.