I had a boyfriend once whose mother, when she was charmed by his bad behavior, would roll her eyes and tell me how patient I was.\u00a0 But he was not my boyfriend for very long, because she was wrong.\u00a0 Patience is a virtue, but it\u2019s not one of mine.\u00a0 I aspire to be more patient.\u00a0 I try to listen to the voice, hard to hear, the reminds you that a speeding ticket will make you even later.\u00a0 When you\u2019re in a hurry is exactly when you need to slow down.<\/p>\n
I graduated from college in a rush to figure out what I was going to do.\u00a0 At the time, I thought I was ancient.\u00a0 I was a molecular biology major, and working in a laboratory was my only marketable skill.\u00a0 I moved to Los Angeles for graduate school, where I argued with stubborn undergraduates about whether or not they had done the reading before class.\u00a0 I knew I wanted to be wealthy, but I was frustrated and restless.\u00a0 My skills weren\u2019t enough to make more money, and the speed at which I was heading through grad school seemed glacial.\u00a0 I started to build an escort business, working every day.\u00a0 I got clients that paid the rent and made my life fun.\u00a0 But I still felt as though I was gunning the engine of a car that was in neutral.\u00a0 So I started to travel in my time off.\u00a0 And it helped\u2026for a few years.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve been an escort for several years now, while also always working at another job since grad school ended.\u00a0 When someone asks how long I\u2019ve done this and I answer, there is sometimes a gasp.\u00a0 They can\u2019t believe I could enjoy this for so long.\u00a0 I\u2019m afraid to tell them that for some of us, this is not only a career for decades, but a calling.\u00a0 I\u2019ve made mistakes, fumed about them for a while, and then righted my wrongs where possible.\u00a0 That\u2019s the thing about errors:\u00a0 when you first make them. you realize they\u2019re just what you need.\u00a0 I\u2019ve overhauled, taking steps and fine-tuning my work, on some days being sure I was making it worse.\u00a0 Some days I longed to quit, but I\u2019ve been in a rush long enough to know that the moment you\u2019re weariest is when you need to double down and concentrate, or the thing you love and have worked so hard on will fall apart.<\/p>\n
You can see, in some lives, the spot where the person got tired, bored, or rushed.\u00a0 And I\u2019ve found myself there at times, desperate for change.\u00a0 I\u2019ve known the moments would pass, and indeed they did, giving way to a better life year after year.\u00a0 It\u2019s almost as though life is trying to teach me to stop trying to do a million things, and slow down and just enjoy one.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I had a boyfriend once whose mother, when she was charmed by his bad behavior, would roll her eyes and tell me how patient I was.\u00a0 But he was not my boyfriend for very long, because she was wrong.\u00a0 Patience is a virtue, but it\u2019s not one of mine.\u00a0 I aspire to be more patient.\u00a0 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1126","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n