so i was on my back step enjoying my nightly deathgarette, staring up at the moon and reflecting. i thought to myself: i've got a job that challenges me daily, students who enjoy it when i act retarded, a house, enough money to splurge on the occasional purse and weekend trips, and people who care about me (and whether i've eaten yet or not). what have i got to complain about, truly? nothing.
there have been moments in the past few months when i've hated my job and wondered why i'm doing this again. but for the first time today, i was able to envision myself finishing my service and being happy in the process.
the next time i'm feeling frustrated, i'm going to take a deep breath and remember how students applauded for me when it was time for me to give a speech, how good it feels to curl up on my two layered mattresses, and how close Phuket is if i'm truly feeling down.
1 comments:
6:13 PM
I just read your blog for the first time and I really liked it. I think I could use a little more you in my life. I am glad you can picture yourself finishing the two years, I know there are 46 people in Thailand who would be sad to leave you. (I left Pants out of the group because I am not sure he really likes you).
Kate
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