The Ticket Pin Theory

Ticket Pin Theory

 

Ticket Pin Theory

 

Ticket Pin Theory

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! 
“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one things for certain. When you come out the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what storm’s are all about.” -Haruki Murakami