Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Momma gonna go out in style

I'm tired.

I love my new job.

I over react to stupid things.

I love singing in my car.

I get sad when I get sick.

I like running more than I thought I did.

I felt beautiful a few weeks ago.

I don't feel so beautiful lately.

I think I might be in love.

I hate being in love.

I know one day I'll wake up and I won't care anymore.

I thought that I had already woken up and didn't care anymore.

I still care.

I still wait.

I don't want to wait.

I don't know if I don't want to care.

I don't like it when I'm sick because I can't sing.

I felt poised this week.

I feel like a grown up.

I'm still a little bit scared.

I want to lose a little weight.

I want to go to the beach.

I want to feel less tired.

I want to want less.

I need furniture.

I want to express myself on the walls of my room.

I can't bring myself to decorate.

I need to feed my fish.

I wonder if I have bills to pay.

I wonder who I'll marry . . . everyday, I wonder.

I wonder what color my kids' eyes will be.

I really want a dog.

I have two toes with red nail polish on them, nail polish from Christmas time.

I have eight naked toes.

I thought about a book tonight that I had read one summer a long time ago.

I can be really bitchy sometimes.

I cry when I don't want to.

I'm waiting right now . . . for many things.

I envy too much.

I'm obsessive compulsive.

I recheck things til my head aches.

I like my laugh.

I miss so many people that I ache.

I love the Sun more than I realized.

I miss my kitty, Tiger.

I need to write more.

I need to stop falling in love.

I should probably save more money.

I love my family more than anything.

I wish I could play the piano.

I don't like being bored.

I get stressed too easily.

I'm learning to ask more questions.

I recently rediscovered my imagination.

I know God exists.

I know the love I carry inside me is an infectious disease that heals.

I say weird things sometimes.

I can be funny.

I seem harsh even when I don't mean to.

I have learned that honesty never fails.

I'm going to bed.

I'll have a song on repeat in my head when I wake up.

This is me, alive and living and oh so tired.