There's a character in Shakespeare's Twelfth Night who is not actually in love, but in love with the idea of love. And that's kind of how I'm feeling.
こんな恵まれた環境で何言ってんだ？！って思う。自分がやりたい事をする以外、生活の事は何も心配しなくていい。ここに辿り着くまで何年間自分なりに努力して来たか。（あくまでも自分なりに。）これだけで幸せになれる筈じゃないか。
But I admit...lately I've been feeling like there is a difference between wanting and having (as my good friend pointed out), and maybe, just maybe, what I've been working on for the last five years is actually not what I want. Holy crap! (Of course, this is probably influenced by the prospect of never really finding a job in this field...)
それだけじゃない。林真理子も言ってる：生きてる人間はシャツじゃないんだ。特徴を並べて、それで誰かを愛せる訳じゃないんだ。あ〜、人生は、思っているよりずっと複雑だ。そして、それだから楽しいんだ。うん。
On a lighter note, I've welcomed a new member into my household, who will keep me warm on those cold, lonely winter nights. And when I'm confused and can't rely on anyone, even myself, she will be someone I can lean on...
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