I couldn't sleep last night.
It wasn't because I wasn't tired. Or because it was too hot. Or because I was not comfortable.
It's because I couldn't stop thinking about my siblings going to my parent's house for brunch.
About my mother cooking something wonderful because she was having her kids over.
About my dad who's birthday I just missed.
About my best friend who just came back to Montréal.
I was approached for a film job.
I am meeting with my maybe future boss tomorrow.
And I couldn't stop thinking about which I wanted more.
That big job, or to be home for brunch.
Paulo Coelho once said:
'Always be ready to pay the price of your dreams.'
How much are you paying for yours?
It's because I couldn't stop thinking about my siblings going to my parent's house for brunch.
About my mother cooking something wonderful because she was having her kids over.
About my dad who's birthday I just missed.
About my best friend who just came back to Montréal.
I was approached for a film job.
I am meeting with my maybe future boss tomorrow.
And I couldn't stop thinking about which I wanted more.
That big job, or to be home for brunch.
Paulo Coelho once said:
'Always be ready to pay the price of your dreams.'
How much are you paying for yours?
3 Comments:
I understand...
We're there with you, in toughts...
Big hugs and kisses from afar!
I'm this --> <-- close to finish my transporter. If school could stop busting my butt all the time I could finish it.... in the meanwhile, do not see what it's costing you, see what it's giving you back and what it will bring you in the future.
Same one you are...
Believe me, when I talked to my grand-mother on the phone and she told me that she misses me...I had tears in my eyes.
I am sending you lots and lots of positive energy. Hang in there!
Lots of kisses and love from Yokohama, Japan. I know it sounds cheesy, but you are not alone.
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