Success and how it tastes

I’ve always wondered what the value of success is. Is there levels to it? Does it have a value? Is it a lasting experience or an acute syndrome?

I’ve spent the last four years attempting to become an English teacher. To the non-teachers who I speak with, I tend to state I have a dual-degree as you have to take as many education classes as you do English just to reach this point. I wonder if, after obtaining a job when many of peers didn’t this year, this is success. How should it feel? What does it taste like?

Thus far, I haven’t had a large amount of time. For those who have known teachers in the adult sense of the word, you know that we generally don’t get a lot of time to ourselves. I’m currently still working out my two books in my head, and two short stories I’m quickly writing on Royal Road, but it’s so far away that I can’t imagine completion on virtually anything soon.

I’ve stopped my work on worldbuilding and wiki’s as I’ve found that the wiki isn’t exactly intuitive, and many of the things I wanted to do have lost value thus far. Lots of my plans can go directly into scrivener rather than forcing myself to build on a cloud-based privately non-private website.

I hope everyone is doing well. I hope my students are going to get through this year. I hope my pipes will stop bursting at my home, or my phone will stop looking at me funny. Mostly throughout the start of 2021, I’ve hoped. I wonder what it tastes like.