SURELY the road to hell is paved with good intentions. I am swearing off doing good. It really doesn’t get you anywhere. I promise, every day I wake up I try to do good in the world. If not good, at least I don’t ever start the day with the intent of drawing someone else down. I wish the other humans had my philosophy on life.
SURELY the daily workout will get easier. I have been off my routine for far too long. I keep being met with people telling me I look like I am losing weight, when I am gaining at an alarming rate. I just need to get back to me. When I loved the walking I did, just to flesh out the ideas in my brain.
SURELY, being the better “man” is worth something. My life has been met with many opportunities for me to prove I have the bigger hips am the bigger man. The one that proves redemption is possible for all people.
SURELY the people will like me. I want to be Sally Fields. I want to be the girl that inspires you to do something good with your day. Embrace someone who you never would; whether that person is gay, straight, Jewish or Autistic. I want you to look past what you know, look to the unknown. It may be scary but it is always worth the story.
SURELY I was meant to be a writer. I never wanted to be anything else my whole life. I want to be the girl you look to for a good story. Well, that and be a rock star, but really? How many Rick Astley’s can the world hold?
SURELY I was meant to be a mother. I was really bad at the physical aspect of carrying a child. (The physical act of BREEDING I am really good at–turns out.) I probably was not meant to be a mother, but what can I do about that now? Except move forward.
SURELY I am a bit of a rebel. I do wear dresses when I forget to shave my legs and I run with scissors. Mostly I like to perceive myself as gangsta. I follow the rules all of the time. It is the thing that pisses me off the MOST about me.
SURELY I am worth redemption. Aren’t we all?