I guess I’m waiting
for my life to begin, even though I’m probably in the middle of it
already. I want s badly to get on track,
the track I want for my life. A stable,
nice job, that I love doing. A house I
can call my own, my home. A family of my
own, with the whole shebang – hubby, kids, dogs and cats. Maybe even a rabbit or a hamster. Being able to study and do what I really want
to. Being able to express myself more,
through my arts and crafts and pencil sketches.
I know that it all
comes in time and that I have to be patient.
And I am, more than I was before. It will come, I’m sure of it. And it will be spectacular, by any standards.
I am writing my story
day by day. Taking it one day at a time
and trying my very best to make the most of it.
That’s all we can do, huh?
What are you waiting for? How are you writing your story?
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