Day 42

How do you write like you’re
Running out of time?
Write day and night like you’re
Running out of time?

“Non-Stop,” Hamilton: An American Musical

I was talking with Rabbi Stern a few weeks ago when I mentioned how I feel like I’m somehow running out of time, which makes no sense. I’m a healthy almost thirty-something woman and I live in a relatively safe country. When I think about the possibility of grad school (again), I always think about how old I will be when I finish and if I will be too old to make a good career. That’s weird, right?

I honestly have no idea where this came from, but it’s worrisome and comical all at the same time. Is it some sort of prophetic thing (which I highly doubt) or is it me just trying to get to the point where I’m settled down and on a firm career path?

It’s probably just me and my over-analytical mind.