The Stable

Where ever this finds you, I hope you’re doing well.

I’ve been very busy as of late gathering all the proper paperwork and references in the hopes of landing my dream job. I can’t say much, but in case you’re wondering, I am applying for a Park Ranger. This is going to be a long process of paperwork and questionnaires. Wish me luck!

Besides my current status of being buried in all this paperwork. I’ve been on a personal journey as of late. Which is why I’ve logged off of most social media platforms. To be honest, I have no need or desire to share my life with anybody but those who take residency in my tiny bubble. In doing so, I’ve found not only a great sense of relief, but gratitude for the little things in life and those who I get to share it with. Most days, if I’m not traveling, hiking, or at a concert. I’m walking my dogs and listening to music on my airpods. To tell you the truth, it’s my favorite moment of the day. There’s nothing I look forward to most after a long day of bartending, than when I get to retreat into solitude. When I press play, the world disappears, and it’s just me and my thoughts. Where I find trouble expressing myself, music is there to speak for me.

Where I am right now in my life is nice. But I have big ideas and it’s far away from California. It’s a shame most people can’t see this for me due to their own selfish desires. But that’s none of my concern. Only I know what is right for me. So, I keep my thoughts close to my chest. Like a garden that I attend to regularly. To water and nourish and watch grow. It’s my metaphorical stable.

“The key is keeping yourself to yourself. In that way, no one can truly define you.”

 

 

Ps. Currently listening to “The Stable Song” by Gregory Alan Isakov