Every year I grow older, I have more to look back on. I know that I can only learn from the past. I know that I shouldn't dwell on it so often or so deeply.
Every year I grow older, I get nearer to what is to come. I know that my choices now determine my future. I know that worrying about what might come wastes my time now.
Come on Amanda, live in the present. Find something to smile at. Work your hardest. Dance around a little bit.
Open the fridge and see squirtable whipped cream. How can you not squirt a generous amount directly into your mouth? Classy is our middle name.
Please sit up straight. Yeah, I know that it actually takes some effort, but we're going to be so much comfortable in the long run. See? Now that you are sitting correctly, your spine isn't gonna kill you later tonight. Your organs aren't squished up inside of you now. That's always a better feeling.
What are you going to do tonight? Sit on the computer, watch TV, read a book? Go to bed? Sit in your room for hours, waiting for something to happen? Listen to the storm outside.
I don't know what I would choose.
Have you been doing anything to get to your dream lately? Any progress, any effort? Or are you waiting for something to happen there too?
What do you want?
What will I do now to get there?
Goodnight sweet. Use your brain. Smile.
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