Compromise

*The past week or so has been crazy busy. A sudden wave of depression and bouts of loneliness prevented me from blogging over the weekend. Now that I'm finally off the blues, I can blog a little methinks*

Well, I have been thinking about a lot of things lately, and the more I think about these things the more assured I am that life's becoming a compromise more than anything else. As a child, I was the idealist. Everything had to be perfect, like picture perfect. There were never two ways about doing something right. Never a second though about doing whatever it took to get something I wanted. But as the years have passed, I have changed. And how much! It seems to me as though my entire life has now become a mere compromise.

The job I have isn't my first choice, dream job. The place I live in, isn't particularly a heavenly home. The people I live with are definitely not my first class friends. The people I meet are not the people I really want to meet. The food I eat is not something I choose to eat. Nothing, and by that I mean, nothing is going the way I want it to. Everything seems like a compromise. The big things, the small things, everything. And that just simply frustrates me to no end. I wish I could do something to change these things, to turn myself back to the idealist who would fight for her dreams, come what may!