i sometimes laugh at myself. i just feel like i change my mind so easily about so many things.
i mean it.
like two months ago, i was all psychology all the time. i still really love it, and wouldn't mind still pursuing it, but i have moved on to new interests.
and SNAP. i am all of a sudden interested in being an entrepreneur. this just makes me laugh at myself.
and laughing is necessary for us all.
i think for far too long i have discredited the fact that i waver. (and boy do i waver). when i start a new interest, i almost immediately steal the energy from behind it because i know i am going to eventually loose interest. then, i never pursue the thing in the first place.
so through this whole opening a bookstore thing, i am really focusing on not discrediting that i waver. now matter how hard i wish for powers to morf myself into a certain mathematical, even-keeled, immensely logical theologian who never seems to freak out about anything, i am realizing more and more that this existence doesn't give me a choice. i have to be candace.
i haven't left you booklings.
p.s what are you reading today? may your memorial day bring even 15 min with a very good book.