i surrender.

I am one who has a plan. I am one who has motivation, drive, determination, know-how, you name it. When people ask me what I do, I rarely fail to provide an answer. Grad student, future speech pathologist, yoga teacher, swimmer, climber, organic and local food enthusiast, cook, girlfriend. All of these are hats I wear.

I am so discontent with life in this moment.

I have been wise enough to have made choices in my life to pursue productive, positive ways of thinking. Yoga has become a path that has irreversibly affected my outlook on people and events. I have developed the foresight, or even Faith (living up to my name) to understand that this moment is fleeting. Life is a string of events that cannot be classified as either good or bad luck. The fortune of one day can lead to the misfortune of another. I feel disappointment in myself when I acknowledge that I am struggling to find purpose and joy in my current state.

I want to love where I am. I am here as a result of lots of calculated efforts to get here.

I ask the gods to take pity on me and give me a glimpse, a small shining of what to be thankful and excited for. I like to believe that I can recognize the beauty in small pleasures, and right now, a godsend would be openly received.

I miss my friends, regardless of how few they may be. I miss my community. I miss my boyfriend. I miss my comfort zone.