Sorry, I have been away for a minute, but there has been a lot going on in the wonderful world of Navani. A lot of “transition” you might call it. Transition is a nice way of saying things not working out the way you had planned, but instead leaving you somewhere unexpected. Yes, I know it sounds a little scary but I am totally used to it, I am a writer remember?

When I returned from my glorious Carribean vacation to find out that my position was getting cut 2 weeks later, I wasn’t even phased. I think my friends and family worry more about me being stable than I do. And I quote “Why don’t you just get a real job, like a 9-5 with benefits or something?”

I listened quietly to the advice of my trusted friend and suddenly wished I could do just that. However, for me it has never been that easy. However, when another friend offered me a position as a sales assistant, I took the interview mostly as a favor. Yes, I am 30 and homeless. No, I do not have a bubbling Roth IRA. I understand these are things “grown ups” are supposed to acquire, but for me, the means are never quite appealing.

So, I sat in the lobby of said big fancy midtown corporation in a clown suit, and I waited to be seen by the clown master and thought “I cannot do this!” totally had a panic attack. I have no desire to dress up in clown suits everyday and be surrounded with other clown suit wearers, booking someone’s travel, or performing other meaningless tasks all day just so I can say “I am successful.” I really wish that I could be content with that regime, but I know by now I am not. And maybe to some this means I am a failure. I just can’t help thinking there has to be more to life for me than that.

So, I had a week off, had some clown suit experieinces and crazy train people encounters. It gave me a chance to put things in perspective, kinda. I was debating breaking up with NY and with my dreams and then came across this video of JK Rowling speaking at Harvard University. Then suddenly, I remembered that sometimes you have to hit rock bottom before you can ever begin to rise up.