“I don’t know how you manage with so little sleep” is something I’ve been hearing for years.
I don’t, either.
“I don’t know how you manage with so little sleep” is something I’ve been hearing for years.
I don’t, either.
Is this real life?
I work very hard to always do what’s right rather than what’s expedient. I care about people and try to make their lives better, if I can. I don’t always succeed, but I really put all of myself into the attempt.
This is probably my Midwest showing, but the times when people take that moment to acknowledge that I’m doing more good than bad in the world mean so much to me.
This show, this moment, felt like the beginning of believing that I could be part of something larger and leave a positive impact upon it.
As a person who has written a good amount of fiction (even if very, very few of you have ever read any of it), you’re always thinking about how the story is going to continue from where you are. How the characters are going to change and grow. What comes next.
Writing purposefully about my life, as it happens, doesn’t make me immune from thinking about this project in similar terms.
How am I going to live in different patterns if I can’t keep myself from writing about my life in different patterns?
Once again, I find myself discussing my habits without saying that I think they’re correct or good. Seeing them is the first step towards any sort of change, though.
I like that people know they can depend on me. Especially when those people aren’t taking advantage of that fact.
Going back to the apartment to spend one last night there was hard after spending an hour or so just feeling the emptiness of my new space.
Adaptation is a necessary tool for survival. so, get on board or … well, I already said what you can do.
I don’t really believe in doing things expediently if you can do them correctly instead.
Or, I’m a stubborn idiot.
Your call, I guess.
I’m not claiming that this is a reasonable reaction, it’s just the one I’m having.
I love easily and intensely. Once you’re in my heart (as a friend, as a lover, as a member of my blood or various adopted families), you tend to stay there.
Tell the people you love how you feel. Show each other kindness. Only good can come of it.