Of course I’d like to go all Eat, Pray, Love—just drop out of everything and take time exploring
the real me. I’d be okay eating lots of pasta and gelato, forcefeeding Italian language
and exotic flowers… I’d practice meditation and temper expectations, balance my
sleep schedule in search of centering… I don’t need to break up with James
Franco in dramatic fashion in an early scene or find a warmly welcoming
Brazilian by the end. I’m not even saying anything about the relationship part—just
the walking away. Walking away is one of the wildest things you can do—just shaking
a huge Etch-a-Sketch, almost “hold that thought,” but then tip-toeing out of
the room.
Maybe it’s not reasonable, maybe it’s just not realistic,
maybe it’s not right… Am I just jealous of the opportunity – or of the
audacity-? Does it seem like running away more than growth and rebuilding? Hard
to say. Of course it sounds awesome, but that is not my story today, and I’m
not sure that taking time off from life would be the best way for me to
approach my life at this point.
I’d like to be living my life – fulfilled, day to day – in a
sustainable way- and to be able to eat, pray, love my heart out – every single
day… maybe not in a spectacular, bookworthy way, filled with yogis and dramatic
scenes, but in a gratitude-inspiring fashion.
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