Mother Lovers!!!
Let’s just say this morning was a different morning.
I woke up, coffee has been set up the night before, and I
thought pancakes this morning would be a hell of a breakfast. So that’s what I
did. A simple one, two and soon I had a plate full of delicious pancakes,
coffee with this bad-the-fuck-ass creamer by International Delight that is
flavored…Reese’s!
Your welcome.
I made myself busy even before my day started. It feels good
to have something to do instead of laying in bed waiting for my alarm to go
off! (Barbie, are you in there?!) All I can wait for now is for lunch to come
around and put in an hour of reading my book to finish so I can already buy the
next one.
Also, I need to go see It.
Busy bee, much? And right after work, you can bet your sweet
ass I’ll be at the gym for half an hour cardio – baby steps.
When a fire lights up in you is when your mind begins to
think and act differently. It somehow has been rewired. Re-programmed to not
think, but to do, to GO! I’ve finally been giving the green light after waiting
for a long as minute on that red. And the timing is nothing short of perfect. I
have been itching to go and now, finally, now it has been easier for me to
shove those small, pesky and petty voices that keep me from being my true self.
I’ve become a woman of little words. Ironic, huh?
I one too many times found myself in awe of another person
and their courage to make their dreams real, being happy in the success of a
stranger for being able to provide for themselves a silver platter, and too
often I found myself wondering what it would be like on the day I reach my own goals
– who I would be thanking, what I would be doing and who I would surround
myself with.
And all that thinking and wishing has gotten and will get me
nowhere but in that same chair I sit in day in and day out.
This desire of wanting it so bad has driven me closer to the
edge that brims out of my comfort zone, and the checkered flag lies beyond the
brim, where I should be. It helps to talk about it, trust me it does, because
your ideas begin to manifest and you are literally breathing life into them.
Sharing is caring:
I’ve been working on writing a short story and then once I
finish it, adapt it into a screenplay( I am a big picture kind of gal) And I gave up on writing the story because somewhere
in my thinking, full of self-doubt and denial and hate, I convinced, my own
worst enemy, myself that It would never leave my laptop and no one will ever
read it - Not true. A small excerpt I published on my blog, right here - I lie
to myself on the failures I will receive in the future for an action I haven’t even
attempted. OR even attempted to attempt.
Why? Why am I so quick to put myself down? Not anymore, I do
declare.
Not Now.
I am making those small steps to get me where I want to be.
That is where it all begins, And the way
I see it, to reach the certain goal, or the crème de la crème of my goals, I
have to begin with myself, and If I don’t, I’ll look back and regret everything
and I feel I’ve already done a lot of that, the regret part – I did it all
backwards. But life has given me yet another opportunity.
And this time, I will seize the day.
Remember, It is not ever too late, because there isn’t ever
a perfect time to begin. Just fucking do it, already.
Muah!
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