Monday Mutterings

So it’s been nearly a week since Election Day. I do try to keep my political views private and stay out of most conflict when the opinions run rampant and the heated arguments flare up. I don’t really want to write a lengthy post, either. I just have felt so disheartened and anxious these past few days. I’m saddened by the level of hatred that has surfaced over the course of this presidential race. It truly sickens me. I wish I could say more than the usual “spread the love” spiel…but to be honest, I don’t know what else I can say right now. I am so sorry to those that some of this hatred is directed towards.
 
I don’t want Trump to fail, as far as being a successful president of this country is concerned. I want these next four years to be ones of progress and growth. But deep down in my gut, I don’t honestly believe that he’s the one to do that. I want love and support to surround those who are so fearful right now. I want them to know that there are people out there who are here for them, who are seeking to expand our understanding, who know that they’re not throwing a temper tantrum.
 
Over the past few years, I’ve felt myself grow as a person. My interests have changed, somewhat. I’ve become more open to new ideas and points of view. But the last two years or so I’ve seen the most change. I’ve grown closer to one friend who shares most of my ideals and it’s refreshing having late night conversations with her about life. Graduating from college was a huge step for me as well. Some of you might know how truly anxious and depressed I was feeling, specifically during senior year. It was a tremendous struggle, but I got through it mainly with the support of both a dear close friend and a loving mother. I graduated with a Bachelor of Arts, Cum Laude, joined the Art History Honors Society, and got two minors under my belt to boot.
 
I’ve been struggling with the job search, as I’ve stated before. It’s not really that I don’t know what I want to do, it’s just getting to that point. I studied some graphic design in school, but switched to studio art when I felt I didn’t get to work on my illustration skills. I experimented with tea and ink painting, and I studied Asian art and history extensively. I enjoy photography as well, but haven’t been able to pursue this as of late since I don’t have the proper equipment. I didn’t pursue my fictional writing skills as much as I would have liked during college, but this is something I’ve been meaning to work on lately. I’ve told people time and again that I have no interest in pursuing a master’s degree, and I really do think I need this year off for a bit of a breather…but I have been reconsidering this disinterest. It might be benificial to me to pursue an English degree of some kind in the future, if I truly want to make writing apart of my career.
 
The month is almost halfway over, and I’m feeling bummed out that I haven’t made much progress in my goals for this month. I wanted to buckle down on some reading and writing, as well as expanding my online art presence (which would actually require me working on some projects that I’ve set aside), and I wanted to make some noticeable progress with my job search. But unfortunately, I haven’t been very successful, and this past week and all its drama has been a bit of a thorn in my side. So basically I just wanted to get this all down and share something a bit more personal than usual.
 
I’m hoping to get a review out later this week, but if not then definitely a Flashback Friday post. Enjoy this rather chilly Monday and I hope the upcoming days are better, lovelies. Until next time…

 

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