Dry Spell

Welcome back. I spent the entire month of April being complacent with my situation, my relationships, and my direction in life. However, a very good friend of mine has not only reminded me of my purpose but also of my passion.

Staci Wantuck, you darling, are brilliant.

Staci has reminded me that it doesn't matter how many people are affected by what you're doing as long as you love it. You are the reason I will continue to write. I stopped writing because I suffered a set back from one of my nay-sayers. My sense of purpose has been re-instilled because Staci has reminded me that I once said that people all have a passion and to follow them. For a few weeks I was certainly not practicing what I preach. Her simple tribute to my blog (on her MySpace blog) has brought me back to where I need to be.

And honestly, it couldn't have come at a better time.

I'm 35 days from graduation, applying for jobs in different places, burnt out at work, broke, and taking the GRE (grad school test thing) in about nine hours, and have a friend who I'm passionate coming to visit. So here goes. My purpose is to utilize the brain God gave me and my passion is to enjoy every bit of everything I do.

"I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult."

Amen.