Life changes in the blink of an eye. One minute is not the same as the next and you can never go back to feeling exactly the same as you did before. Life is different. Life is something real. But reality is not always what we perceive it to be. Reality is something that we carry in our head. We each bring different things to the plate. None of our experiences are exactly the same because we experience the world differently. I don't know why I am talking like this but I guess that I am being a little bit sentimental tonight.
I haven't written in quite a while. I know that I love being on this site. A lot of things have happened since I last was on here. But the thing about most of them; it is not my story alone to tell so I must keep it to myself.
There's a dream of where I want to be in five years but I am sure that that is not going to happen for me. I don't think that I'm going to be married, a mother, but I will be a friend and a daughter. Someday I will achieve my dreams but I don't know when.
When I say dreams; I mean that I have dreams. Dreams to further myself and to better my future. I have always been a dreamer. I wanted to be a dancer, a teacher, a ballerina, a singer, a writer, and ultimately a mother, christian, daughter, and wife. Out of these dreams; I haven't achieved very many of them. I used to take dance lessons, I am pursuing a teaching degree, I sing all the time, I am writng three books, I am not a mother (which is really a weird thing for being from my hometown.), I am a christian daughter, but I am not married.
You see. . . In the little town that I am from; there isn't much to do around town if you aren't into sports. Many people get bored and then many people learn about the birds and the bee's way too early and then some by the time that they are in high school they are sometimes parents of two or three kids. It's a one horse town and even though there isn't much to do around there; I love it there even if my friends never did. I am the exception.
Tomorrow is Valentines Day and again I must report that I hate valentines day. But there is something about it though. Unexpected things can happen on valentines day. I am wondering what kinds of things will happen tomorrow. What kinds of unexpected things will happen tomorrow? I don't know but that subject is something that I will be keeping to myself. Because this is a subject to keep to myself. Because it isn't just my story to tell. And that is all that I can tell you about that subject.
Until next time; this is D. saying to expect the unexpected.
I haven't written in quite a while. I know that I love being on this site. A lot of things have happened since I last was on here. But the thing about most of them; it is not my story alone to tell so I must keep it to myself.
There's a dream of where I want to be in five years but I am sure that that is not going to happen for me. I don't think that I'm going to be married, a mother, but I will be a friend and a daughter. Someday I will achieve my dreams but I don't know when.
When I say dreams; I mean that I have dreams. Dreams to further myself and to better my future. I have always been a dreamer. I wanted to be a dancer, a teacher, a ballerina, a singer, a writer, and ultimately a mother, christian, daughter, and wife. Out of these dreams; I haven't achieved very many of them. I used to take dance lessons, I am pursuing a teaching degree, I sing all the time, I am writng three books, I am not a mother (which is really a weird thing for being from my hometown.), I am a christian daughter, but I am not married.
You see. . . In the little town that I am from; there isn't much to do around town if you aren't into sports. Many people get bored and then many people learn about the birds and the bee's way too early and then some by the time that they are in high school they are sometimes parents of two or three kids. It's a one horse town and even though there isn't much to do around there; I love it there even if my friends never did. I am the exception.
Tomorrow is Valentines Day and again I must report that I hate valentines day. But there is something about it though. Unexpected things can happen on valentines day. I am wondering what kinds of things will happen tomorrow. What kinds of unexpected things will happen tomorrow? I don't know but that subject is something that I will be keeping to myself. Because this is a subject to keep to myself. Because it isn't just my story to tell. And that is all that I can tell you about that subject.
Until next time; this is D. saying to expect the unexpected.