Life is a series of limbo moments.
I need to learn to deal better with the never-ending reality of it. I continue to live and write about my summer of writing.
I am waiting to hear back from editors, one or another. Just a few more days and I can follow up, right?
I need to focus on all the other writing, completion of assignments in the works, and not think so much about what might/will happen.
This is a hard part of freelance for not just me. I could give up because it is uncomfortable. Go back to, who knows what else.
Or, I could learn extra patience, (which is what the yoga is for). Learning how to become more limber, in mind and body.
If I gave up now, I’d only be trading one type of living in limbo for all the others anyway, for not feeling like I am doing something proactive to take care of myself and be my own person, with something of value to contribute.
Any of what I’m dealing with now sounds majorly better than having to do the actual limbo, so bring on another week of the freelance writing life, still so new to me.