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Not all days are at a state of peace and enlightenment...therefore neither are all posts. Currently I feel panicky about all this uncertainly. My patience is fading.

Yes, I'm scared. But I'm also anxious. I'm so ready for the next step. As much as I worry I still feel pretty good about things just tired of hanging around...literally.

I regret saying that but I'm struggling staying occupied or even focused. Unrealistically I imaged my house to be totally revamped, my body as fit as a fiddle and all those things that "if only I had the time" would be perfect. All if it would be great but I really just want a job or at least not to worry about having one.

Tomorrow will be better, I feel it.