Four long months have passed since my last post and I am so happy to see that the internet has not swallowed up my blog! Still here, familiar as an old friend, the same pictures and thoughts that inspired me all those months ago still making my heart sing.
I have been living life very differently since my last post. The knee injury has mostly healed up now, but it will be a long wait for surgery so I will have to be constrained for the time being, no running around like a maniac bubbling with energy and lust for life. Work has been harder to find than Wheres Bloody Wally and his stupid walking stick! I have always been the girl who can't sit still, the girl who has to be constantly working and improving. Unemployed has always been a gross word to me, made even worse by lack of choice, like a victim of circumstance my life has brought me here. While not entirely true, this is 80% choice, it certainly feels that way at times.
I have been considering the idea of self recognition and identity being tied to certain things; jobs, apartments, image, life direction. In many ways I hardly know myself anymore, except I am exactly the same person, with the same positivity, drive and passion for life. It doesn't matter so much what you do, despite the world conditioning us to attach our identity to a title, a position or a role. Sometimes no matter what we hope for or who we create ourselves to be, we are dealt a circumstance that renders us foreign to ourselves and every notion we had of "who we are".