Category: Reflection
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Recognizing myself in her
I complained to a loved one about my job, my boss, and all the frustrations in between. She told me, “You sound like Andy in the Devil Wears Prada.” That is when I decided to rewatch the movie for what would be the first of many times. It had nothing to do with the fashion.…
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A question
She asked it in the middle of the podcast. The question stuck with me. “If someone were to look at how you live your life now, would they be able to tell that your goals are your goals?” It felt like an attack, an assault on the dissonance between by daily schedule and my dreams.…
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What it really takes
Things I’m pretty sure I need: One more video. One more plan. Just a little bit more research. More time, more money, more knowledge, more resources. That is definitely what I need. Incorrect. What I actually need: To just start. I just have to take in a deep inhale, exhale, and get moving. I have…
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This time was different
As I walked into Louis Vuitton, a security guard greeted me. Last year, I spent time sheepishly behind the windows and then anxiously asking if it were alright if I smelled the fragrances before entering the space. This time was different. Instead of bashfully checking if I could come in, I knew I belonged there.…
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Taking the day off
These past few days I’ve been resistant to getting started on work. I’ve been struggling to get out of bed. I thought maybe that meant my discipline muscles needed to get activated. I sat there at my work computer, miserable but trying to push through. He said to me, “You know this is what sick…
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Remixing my thoughts
It came back again. All the thoughts about what I should have done differently in that situation. Her words continued to plague me and make me feel worse about the event. It played on repeat. I wanted it to stop. “Why are you so obsessed with me?” The lyrics from the Mariah Carey song also…
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Not another networking event
I weaved in and out of the pockets of people. In the tight space, groups of three and four huddled together in conversations. Amidst the loud music and trays of appetizers, they were all connecting. I was not. I snuck away, overwhelmed by my growing headache and fear of conversational rejection. I had to get…
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My own race
The 15k never happened. After it was switched to a virtual option, I figured this was my chance to finally do the training. I counted back from the last date to submit my times and built out a training plan that I would definitely stick to because this time would be different. I would run…
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To my candles, I apologize
You’ve been sitting there, politely in a box, waiting for your moment. You were created to bring beauty to this world, and I’ve kept you hidden, covered, unused. You haven’t had the opportunity to share your gifts. And for that I apologize. I have been too busy, waiting for just the right opportunity. You know,…
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Just a few pushups
I sent the text: I’m on my second round of pushups to deal with these frustrations. It seemed like a healthy choice. Instead of letting my blood pressure rise, I could work off the frustrations and then return to my desk renewed in mind. Of course, I would get physically stronger over the days, but…
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