One Of These Things First

I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook
A real life lover, could have been a book...

I have thought of so many different things that I could have written about these past few weeks and for some reason, I have shied away. Well not anymore!!! I have recently come into the idea of trying to simplify life and make myself a better person. The question is where to begin. I thought of using the 40 days and 40 Nights approach to rid myself of the excess men in my life. Then I thought about the new career path as an approach. I think I have decided to start a gym/yoga routine. I think it's because no one is expected to gain motivation throughout the winter months. It would be great to start now so that when I actually have a routine in the works, it'll be winter. Come on, how many people lose weight during the holidays? I'd like to try. So the adventure begins... Monday :-)

Love will keep us together

Think of me babe whenever...

No, this is not some goofball take on C&Ts song. Since I am such a movie geek and secret pessimist in life, I never believed that bullshit of love at first sight or rekindling a love lost. But I suppose that life got to me again. Ever since Dottie's accident, it's helped me look at things differently. That's the only explanation for reconnecting with the ex (just to talk about how he made me feel towards the end and let go of the grudge) that I lovingly call FUCKER. It's the explanation for trying to rekindle that relationship that ended before it even started. I've been thinking about telling a friend that I liked him years back, just to get it off my chest. Imagine how all these little things could have changed my life. I am an honest and straightforward person but of course like many people do, I hid my feelings from a crush in order to avoid rejection. But why is rejection so bad? Of course it hurts your feelings but without a commitment, it shouldn't take a lifetime to get over. It's something that I should be able to brush off. I can believe in the movie magic of girl meets boy, girl loves boy, girl loses boy, girl moves on, girl meets someone else and is happy, years later, girl meets boy again and it's like things never changed even though they both moved on. By being the type of person to hide my true feelings because I'm afraid of not having the other person feeling the same way, I could be denying myself happiness and life is too short to sacrifice happiness. I have to let people in, in order to love