My Waiting Game
Do you know the feeling of having your plans close to your grasp? To where you can feel everything falling into place how you want it? But then for the process be drug on from day to day, to five days later? Then missing out on one because of the other? Now just wondering if I’ll lose the other one too. That’s where I’m at. In the world of apartments and jobs in St. Louis, my chosen home, I am in the middle of chaos. --"Jenna, what are you talking about?” --This is a waiting game with my future on the line. About a month and a half ago, I started applying for jobs and looking for apartments in St. Louis to get myself back in a personal environment, on a normal routine, being able to provide and nourish my body, but most importantly to reimagine my future and act on it. When I say, “act on it,” I don’t mean that lightly. I did the one thing you’re not supposed to do as an employed individual: put in your two-week notice before having another jo...