The First of an Infinite Amount of "Somedays"
I've been feeling discontent.
I thought of a billion* different blog posts I could make about it. I half-heartedly began one or two. Ultimately, I just didn't want to put my feelings out there. I was scared that somebody would verbalize what I was pushing down in the back of my mind: "Yeah, you're kind of a big loser, and you can't change that."
As soon as I actually thought that, something else instantly and vehemently replied, "You don't know that."
I won't be a loser until I give up. I'm not giving up.
I haven't done everything I can to change my situation, to turn it into something with which I'm content. This year, I'm going to do it. Full speed. Head first. I'll give it my all, and if I'm still feeling the same way on my next birthday?
No, that's not an option. I'm going to change everything. I'm tired of feeling as if my life has stagnated.
*Okay, fine: probably not a billion, but it was a lot, and as I often say**, "Go big or go home!"
**I often say this while debating whether to get one cupcake or an entire dozen, so take this expression with a grain of salt...and maybe some cream cheese frosting.