Over the last six months Drew and I have have lived at three different addresses. That is quite a bit of change for someone who prefers a predictable routine! (Photo credit – Ozizo.)
In some ways our lives are like this photo. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, I know this stage won’t last forever but I still feel the gritty edge of transition scraping against my shoulder blades.
In some ways seeing the light is worse than being surrounded by darkness. It’s easy to grow impatient when you’re so close to the end. More than anything I want to stumble through that lambent light into whatever it is we will be doing next.
In the meantime I poke my foot out and carefully take just one more step. Just one more job application. Just one more revision of a short story or blog post. Just one more idea to sketch out.
Each day only requires enough motivation for that next step toward what I hope to accomplish. An entire week’s or month’s worth of goals is overwhelming so I focus only on what can be done today. There’s something motivating about distilling a long term goal into such simple terms.