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Just Al
November 2009
The best way to describe my November is like being on a bench waiting for the rest of my life to happen. My love/hate relationship with Naples is growing more in the gray area. In a town they call "heaven's waiting room", I am constantly surrounded by people on their "last leg". It's depressing and also interesting to watch the degression of human life. There are the ornry people who are determined to spend the last part of their life making everyone else miserable around them, either with their grumpy attitudes or their terrible driving capabilities. On the other hand there is the refreshing (gray) rays of light. The ones that get off the bench and are out there celebrating their life. The ones that, unlike me, aren't waiting for anything specific; just living for the day and making the most out of what it might bring. That's where my November revelation came in. I've caught myself being that grumpy old person waiting for the next chapter of my life to begin. That if I can just get through these next few months that happiness will be waiting for me. So instead of waiting I decided to follow those ray of light old people, which leads me to how I spent the rest of my November: working. I've spent the last four weeks working my butt off at Tommy's of course. I've been working on the yoga mat bag business. I've been working at my Yoga instuctor certification. I've been working on being a better girlfriend/sister/daughter/friend. I've been working on my grad school application. But most importantly i've been working on me. Photography, reading, and creating were my main focuses. I book I loved was A Lotus Grows in the Mud by Goldie Hawn. A line that stays with me from the book is "Whenever you feel too big for your britches just go out and stand in front of the ocean. Then you’ll see just how small you are." I love that line, and I've caught myself standing on the pier a time or two. A scary moment that November brought me was waking up and feeling my age. It was a fleeting moment but what an emotional one it was. Not that I felt old or young, just 23. I didn't feel older carrying the burden of taking care of someone else and their responsibilities. I didn't feel small in a world that is too big for me. I felt just right. The financial troubles, the job search, the confusion of my future, and the unknown all for the lack of a better word, felt 23. Well that leaves me standing on the pier, looking into December... Hopefully that will bring more pictures and less babble, Check out the FINAL website!
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''Don't let the freckles fool ya...''
