“ i went in search of something…only to realize, it was there the entire time. ”
dear dad,
holy. shit.
i’m You.
i am 100% certain that i have turned into a mini version of the man you are. + honestly? i am not sure i like it!
i am preaching to my girls about how beautiful they are + how only they can validate themselves, telling people to keep their chin up + be positive, assuring coworkers that they have the power within themselves (yes you can! love yourself!).
i am getting on my own nerves. kind of the way you always get on mine!
man, oh man!
at least we know one things for certain: despite the lone redhead in the family, i sure as hell am your daughter. however, the jury may still be out on mom.
still love you,
sammy
ps: i not so secretly love Everything you say + do for me- even if i quite often roll my eyes + want to kill you when you preach to me from your “latest book”. that aside? you’re as Cool + wise as they come.
pps: do not remind me of this letter when i tell you to shut up. thanks :)
hi. how are you?
stop. think. take your time to sincerely answer this question.
if we did, most people will definitely stop asking.
“ to play it safe is not to play. ”
robert altman
territory that should be left unmarked
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me:
oh! he's really cute!
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me:
but he works on your floor.
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me:
oy! could you even imagine?
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me:
NO
‘Cat Lady” Conundrum, The [10] Here’s a little-known and slightly terrifying fact: According to estimates from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, more than 60 million people in the United States are infected with a parasite that may migrate into their brains and alter their behavior in a way that — among other things — may leave them more likely to be eaten by cats. New research into this common parasite — Toxoplasma gondii — may offer clues to the phenomenon known to the unscientifically-minded as ”crazy cat lady” syndrome.
anyone that knows me well, knows that this information is going to keep me up at nite….
:(
thanks ? onemoretimewithfeeling for pointing this out. where should i send the therapy bills?
it really grinds my gears...
when i spill coffee on myself first thing in the morning! humph!
i don't want what i wanted
it’s weird to realize some of your dreams or desires have changed…a lot.
to realize that you want to succeed within yourself, spend time with people you love, be something + someone only to people near + dear to you- or to extend yourself to those that don’t know you. but not to be known. not to be adored by many. not to be adored at all.
it’s weird to realize your idea of what’s cool or hip or happening has changed so drastically in just a matter of months. what was so appealing + alluring then seems so unnecessary + almost, dare i say, silly now?
i like my new perspective. i am happy with much of my motivation shifting, though the exact direction it is going i am not so certain of. that is a bit scary.
people always used to tell me i was lucky. even though i was yet to attain my dreams or catch my star i knew what i was grabbing for.
+ while i am still dreaming about some of the same stars, i can assure you not knowing most definitely is a bit frightening…
but i feel ready to move forward. only direction to go…
five things
i used to write down 5 things a day that made me smile. i am awful at keeping journals despite my itch for writing so i can promise this activity last well beyond a few weeks, but i recall it was a great way to open the day with good cheer. and so, i will attempt, at my best to revisit this routine.
+ as with most things in life, sometimes when they are forced they are no longer fun. i will not adhere to any rules. just write what i feel when i feel it.
1) i am not as alone in my feeling + thoughts as i once thought. this is both comforting + disturbing, but makes me smile.
2) lunch. park. best friend dave. (that’s a 3 for 1 special!)
3) the sun is out
4) hump day
5) an extra long + lovely weekend to look forward to
“ Failure is impossible. ”
susan b. anthony, activist for women’s suffrage
Fuck Yeah!
