Chances…

by danggoodfood

Everything is going to be…

If it doesn’t then I just have to throw my arms up at the moon…

I would say, I am at my infancy still…

That I couldn’t mask… to make  it through the next couple of years without some type of humility ….the years where I haven’t sacrificed enough…because I love it.

The years where my growth as a chef would have been far greater…or would it have.

When asked what I do now I reply with a multitude of explanations.   I shy away, and in an attempt to sound like I havent given up…I explain…and in a dull attempt I explain…

But it isn’t that bad.  It’s actually relaxing, to do and bask in nothing…that doesn’t mean that I don’t work.   Metaphorically speaking, the past couple of years I waded in a pool, in a half state of consciousness.  Bobbing up and down, floating… getting by…I could do it… a real ego driven state of mind.  Thinking that I must become a chef…a something….the later robbing me of my quality of life and I began to sink…I said hey let’s stop and take a break, and donde esta my life vest.  Why was it that bad?  I’ve always dreamed of it…this was what I always wanted to do!!

I pondered a life , my future and career, the images blanketing my psyche and I was determined…was given and told that this was what I could do…would accomplish, and most importantly am on the road to becoming.   My mentors my peers…the hooplah of it all.

It ain’t so bad…i’m not giving up, it’s more like a renaissance.  I don’t know what will happen next, and I dont mind to, because I’ve spent the past years worrying in woes about it all.

Your not giving up when you are figuring things out, if you can every step is important to OWN ones journey…

When you feel like you’ve given up, the fight the want, the need to be a title, to endure the hours…

To live within the conscious time when you can bask in the fruits of your labor…

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