"Good luck with your thing too"

I read an update from John Mayer this morning. He's gone through surgery and has to wait about 6 months before he's able to perform again. At the end of the note he wrote

"And I know I’m not the only person hoping that six months from now they’ll have a chance to do what they love so much, so good luck with your thing too." 

I like that he said that. I'm one of those people too, one of those hoping that in six months from now I'll have a chance to do what I love so much.

 It's hard. Living like this.

 This weekend I've gotten a couple of people either giving me advice or condolences. "Just pray," like I haven't done that for so long. I'm tired. No, I'm exhausted. Today I came to the office with puffy eyes. Everything, every time I get upset, it all seems to end at the fact that I am not free to just be. I want to find a job I love and that fulfills me. I want to have the liberty to at least have the chance to look for that job. I want to live on my own. I want to not live in fear and frustration. And I want to stop feeling guilty about not feeling grateful enough.