Baking a Pie on Pi Day
Now I’m riding this wave of change, I’ve decided to stop letting myself cruise along and missing everything there is to love about life.
Today is March 14th, also known as Pi Day since the date looks like the first few digits of Pi: 3.14! It’s not anything but a fun day for math nerds, and maybe also an excuse to make pie… if you have the time.
Ask me on any other day, and I’d say I don’t have the time or energy to make an entire pie.
How sad is that?
Why can’t I make a pie if I want to? I’m an adult! It’s not as if I really don’t have time, it just gets taken up by things that don’t bring me joy… like Social Media.
But lately, I’ve been on this surprising journey of transformation and change, which has so far culminated in a severe cutback to my time spent on social media and the somewhat tragic honour killing of my small business, and it has me frantically grasping at life for beauty and joy.
It’s a fire in me I can’t seem to extinguish, though, why would I want to?
For most of my 28 years on the planet we call Earth, I feel like I’ve been living on a sort of autopilot. Shyness, a fear of failure or rejection, and a constant stream of negative self-talk made it so I never wanted to participate, take the leap or a chance.
I was stuck so deeply in my comfort zone, I couldn’t see any way out even if I wanted to.
But that’s changed. The pandemic, the three-week-long occupation of my country’s capital city, and a looming potential World War Three have left me tired. Tired of living such a complicated negative uninspired life; tired of waiting; tired of the winter weather; tired of being mean to myself; tired of almost everything.
Now I’m riding this wave of change, I’ve decided to stop letting myself cruise along and missing everything there is to love about life. And I’ve decided to embrace change and the unknown.
For example, I’ve resigned from my job and my last day is two months away. This was done with the not-so-crazy-at-the-time idea that I had a good chance of having another…