Happiness

I am now sitting at my local Starbucks, with my tall Peppermint Mocha inches from my laptop. I love coffee. For a person who would not have a drop enter her mouth 4 years ago, I have rapidly loved the drink, variations of it and the mood it brings when you drink it or think about it.

What is it about coffee people love? As I sit here and think about the very question I asked I think about what I'm doing. Sitting and releasing my wonderfully profound thoughts for the whole world to read. The decor of the coffee shop is inviting, relaxing photos are carefully placed to send the drinkers to another world outside the one they are currently in. Where they are whoever they have dreamed of being. For me it's a writer, a photographer, an animal lover who dreams of somehow pulling all 3 together and making my happy little life out in the country being my own person in big old farm house with a wrap around porch.

Coffee puts me in the same mood as when I hold a camera or a notebook with blank pages just waiting for thoughts to be written on.

But reality sets in and wakes me up I come back to my life and realize I have to get ready for work at Kroger. What a blah job, compared to my carefree artsy-fartsy wanna be twin. I wonder if life can be that way. Can I really make a living out of being carefree and my own person? How do artsy fartsy people do it?

I'll be turning 31 in less then a month. I'll ask exactly what I asked when 30 was coming; What have I done with this year? I graduated college. But even that, I think, enh, what else have I done? How am I different spiritually? How have I impacted the small world around me? I still feel somehow like a Joe schmo with many much more to learn. Will I ever "arrive"? Will I ever arrive to a point in my life where I will say, "hey I'm content, I can stop pursuing hobbies, and careers and avenues of life I haven't pursued."

I don't know. But in the mean time I will strive to accomplish what I would like to accomplish. Strive to draw closer to God and find what He wants me to do. I will be content, at least very hard to be, with me just being a Jane of all trades, but at the same time focusing on my goals and not settling. Jane of all trades isn't too shabby.

Even Janes need to drink coffee.