Whenever a milestone is reached there seems to be a standstill. There is a beautiful dress that I designed for a lovely dear friend. At the point when I should push I wish to retreat. Not in giving up but in self-preservation. I have turned down senior jobs in fashion houses.
Instead I have taken on entry level work that makes me happy. A fellowship working in a community development project, indie bookshop where I flip through art and soon to start at a fabric and sewing shop. Yes I know I have …., but maybe it is time to shift into a lower gear. Only do those things that make my heart.
Listening to jazz, smelling the air, putting on red lips and lining dark eyes. I smile in the mirror on a lunch break. There she is :). That youthful flutter that once discovered a happiness for many. A job is not you, it is what you do in that place that is work.