Stagnant.

Let me tell you something.  My life is at an absolute standstill right now.  In every singular sense of the word.

I left my happy, comfortable job a few weeks ago.  Originally it was a slight city transportation issue but I've always realized my job was holding back.  I want to freelance and I was under contract.  I wanted more hours, more pay, more open creativity.  I really just want to branch out.  I loved it though.  I cried the day I left.  For the past year I had the inner tug of war and when this minor issue came up I took the first exit.  Overall, I am relieved.  

Now, I am playing a polical game with a new company doing the same thing on a bit larger scale.  More creativity, more options, more respectable... The only problem now is the job is not officially mine.  I have interviewed in person and on the phone with people in two different companies associated with this job at every level and I am jumping through my final hoops.  I've been told it could take days or even, gasp!, weeks.  I have it as much as I can possibly have it but I need one more seal of approval.  It's so stupid and ridiculous, but I think (I hope) it's worth it.

My life is stuck in Los Angeles traffic during rush hour.  I'm in such a rush to get somewhere career wise, I feel like everyone else around me is moving, and I know I'm getting somewhere.. but at a standstill pace at the moment.  

I know the exact steps I need to make in order to be at my dream spot, career wise, I'm just paralyzed.

Are you starting to understand my frusteration right now??  To top it off, I'M SO BORED.

Maybe that's why I created this blog because I am so ridiculously bored.  I'm scouring the internet for blogs to follow, forums to read, videos to watch, interesting news, quick gigs, cute boys on internet dating sites.. and I'm coming up with a whole lot of nothing.  I'm re-reading books and watching Lifetime movies, checking Facebook and Twitter on my phone every 10 minutes.  

The days are passing at a snail's pace.  I've lost all concept of time.  I'm constantly checking my phone for an email or text message from someone fun.  I've ordered stuff online just so I can get real mail.

God, can I have my life back?