Greetings from a hotel room! My weekend is coming to a close and I’m at a lost for words. I feel happy, excited, scared, overwhelmed, tired and a million other things. But mostly, I feel satisfied. There is this realization that just overtook me and I feel so compelled to just shout it from the top of a huge building. I know I’m finally doing what I’m called to do with my life. I’m doing something that I’m genuinely good at. Amazing.
I honestly just want to bottle up this feeling forever, opening the jar it’s kept in every so often when I feel unsatisfactory and no-good. Wouldn’t that be cool though if you could bottle up all the good feelings?
P.S. I finally figured out some stuff blog wise and I just feel so happy about it. I almost wish I didn’t desperately need sleep so I could hold on to this feeling.