And the Next Night


You made it all better. I told you what I was worried about by phrasing it from a heads up standpoint. I did not admit to the fact that I had cried myself to sleep the night before. You merely laughed and said, "Let them. I can't wait." I smiled while shaking my head. You always have such a good answer about these things. I am so thankful that you will not let something like this shake us, or cause you to run away. You merely plant your feet, hold me tight, and wait for whatever might come. This is one of the many reasons why I made the right choice.

Last Night I


Cried myself to sleep (like a little bitch). I had so many thoughts fighting in my head over an upcoming event. An event that fills me with such happiness and pride. An event that is going to get me all teary eyed, and I will quickly blink it away. An event that also fills me with dread. I am already planning for the onslaught of questions and the need for a road map. I wish people would realize, and accept, the fact that I do things by my clock, not theirs. If only they would applaud my efforts of not being a statistic, even if it takes a while. My biggest hope is the pressure does not force a separation. Mind you, we are better than that; stronger than that. I just know this is going to be a long year or two. I do not want us to cave under the pressure.

Reasons I Hate Today


#1 Really ovaries?
#2 Loverlips is not home
#3 My fat self says don't workout tonight
#4 It's Tuesday and no one wants to finish their work due last week
#5 Why am I still hungry?
#6 Yes, I would love to take on extra work since you don't know how to do your job

Reasons I Hate Today


#1 So Sleepy
#2 Cramps.die
#3 People are not doing their job
#4 Why is my skin so damn dry?
#5 Eyes are puffy
#6 Legs are going to fall off

Dear Booty and Thighs,

I'm proud of you for hitting the gym like a champ. We've got 6 months to get back into shape; I know we can do it. I want to look wicked hot in that sexy dress I bought. Next week will be rough thanks to shark week (die.), but we can't give up. Sure I'm walking like a baby deer, but the payoff will be worth it.

Sore,

Litas

You Still Die.


Such a simple statement, and so oft forgotten

No matter how much face cream I pack on

or how much I achieve

Even when I make it to the gym

or my statements say I have a lot

Whether I own my house

or have loved enough

It is going to happen

I just hope before it does

I actually live.

5-4-3-2-1

This will be a big year; I can feel it. This past year was big too, but not in the ways I wanted it to be. I take that back. You were my saving grace. You could not have come at a better time. I think to where we will be this time next year and I only hope it's deeper. For the sake of old times forgotten, long forgotten, and never brought to mind. That flame has been extinguished and fully past and gone. I look forward to the new. For bigger and better. I am thankful for what we have, as long as it lasts.