Not long ago, my days felt so very long. So long, in fact, that I didn't even want to finish them.
Lately, I'm quite certain they aren't even 24 hours! What the hell?! Nope, it has nothing to do with daylight savings, either.
I would totally schmooze Time if it would help lend just one, two, five more hours, my way.
I actually believe all of this has so much to do with arriving. Arriving just as I am, wearing whatever I want, with or without makeup or brushed hair. Arriving without the memo, via text or voicemail, explaining the necessary changes that I'll need to make all in the name of "self-improvement". Arriving empty-handed and being enough. Arriving right where I am without using my misguided GPS. Arriving on his doorstep or my own doorstep, just so long as I arrive.
Yes, I have arrived without loss of life and exactly who I want to be today. Greeted with smiling eyes and an open heart, I never want to finish this day. Or, any others...
C.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
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