Sarah Gordon

A Drop in the Bucket

Perhaps it is the pandemic blues, or possibly general instability in my life as I enter my late 20s with a college degree and no @!#$-ing clue what I am doing with my life... regardless I have recently been reminiscing on my not so distant childhood and the ways in which I decided to spend my free time versus how I spend my free time now. As we are all experiencing a global trauma, it goes without saying that I have been in a bit of a funk, walking around with a nimbus overhead, essentially; a bit depressed. I find myself perusing Youtube midday to find some tips on growing roma tomatoes and then all of a sudden it’s five hours later and I am watching a random person discuss a nutritionist's perspective of a models’ “what I eat in a day” video. It is a bit nauseating and dare I say disappointing to see how post-college life is treating me compared to my once hyper driven self. Not to toot my own horn, but I feel as though much of my childhood was spent engaging in relatively selfless acts, without thought or hesitation. I fill my schedule with one activity after another, my to do list is always growing, and I find myself always looking for larger mountains to conquer. When I have free time, I try to find ways to better myself of my community. Lately, being locked in doors, I have deeply focused on my Yoga practice and even became a certified instructor so that I could spread peace and joy over zoom to my friends and family.