A few years ago, I was in a bit of a funk. Friends my own age were leaving the security of the sixth form and moving on to full-time jobs and university. With my two best friends securing full-time jobs, I knew it was only a matter of time before the envious thoughts and sheer frustration of my own situation would set in. By that point, I’d achieved a lot and grew in many ways but regardless of how far I’d come I knew that as my friends embarked on their new advantages and challenges, I needed to find my next step too.
It was a gloomy day when I found myself round a close friends house, irritated and ranting on about not having health to proceed just like my friends. She turned to me and said maybe it was a matter of waiting my turn. That one day I may have my health, or at least a slightly better slate of health while my friends maybe settling down or have responsibilities tying them down. As she explained this, the idea of a deli counter came to mind -I haven’t the foggiest why, but nevertheless it did. The type you get in a supermarket, where you take a ticket and wait for your number to be called and then be served. For some reason that deli counter/ticket theory has stuck with me throughout time; even helping me wait my turn over the years.
Fast forward to last October, as my birthday and Christmas, neared I discovered the beauty that is etsy. After a few days sussing out the site, my favourites list quickly became full of enamel pins; which helped me stumble across a ticket pin. The exact type you’d get in a supermarket. After revealing my theory to a few close friends, the pin it’s way into my Christmas stocking… And now onto my denim jacket. A constant reminder that my time will come, I just have to have a little patience (*cue take that)
Do you have a theory? What is it?
Cheerio for now!