Another friend jumps up and down while I sit chained to a seat. Another one. It happens so much now that I have a blurred image of how it happens.
One friend sends question marks my way, shocked she could even win. Another jumps off the bed and runs toward me with an acceptance email out. One mentions that his writings got accepted into magazines like it was nothing. But—as a person who has only gotten rejection letters—that means everything to me.
Maybe I’m a late bloomer. Or it’s not my time yet. But thinking that reminds me of a Mulan quote.
“My, my. What beautiful blooms we have this year… But look! This one’s late! I bet, when it blooms, it will be the most beautiful of all.”
But that could be just positive daydreaming. Filling myself up with hopeful quotes doesn’t get anything done. By the end of the day, I still need to work to get anywhere in this world. I wish that getting work done had automatic rewards sometimes.
Some quotes are not positive daydreaming though. There’s one quote from Lin-Manuel Miranda about his song “Wait For It” that reminds me of myself.
“I think we’ve all had moments where we’ve seen friends and colleagues zoom past us, either to success or to marriage or to homeownership, while we lingered where we were—broke, single, jobless. And you tell yourself, ‘Wait for it.'”
“Wait For It” is one of my favorites off that album because I relate to it too much. All I do is wait for it. One day waiting for it and being a late bloomer might be worth it.
Robin LeeAnn 