patient. not always, I am

The subject of this post makes little to no sense, but that’s ok. I was going for a Yoda vibe, which I decided to do when I was halfway done writing it.

Whatever.

true datI’m trying to overcome my own inner assholitude in order to rebuild my life. I want it all and I want it now, but I’m not ready yet. Others aren’t ready yet, either. You can’t force this stuff, it has to happen at it’s own pace.

I posted this picture on FB the other day but it makes me laugh so I thought I’d include it here, too.

What the hell am I going on about?  I don’t know.  I’m motivated to do some things, to talk, to plan, to dream.  It has been a long time since I’ve felt this way, because for a very long time I pushed it all aside and focused on negative things, things that just brought me down or held me back or (insert some sort of negative-sounding action here).  I’m sick of always being negative, of always struggling, of pretending to smile.

Maybe, hopefully, I think, I’m ready to choose joy.   It’s about damn time.

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