Mind is racing on what I should be doing vs. what I am doing.
It is something that keeps me up at night literally.
I am racking my brain for something to quiet the thoughts of inadequacy I suffer with on a daily or rather nightly basis.
I think I think too much.
I think I thought too much about silly things like:
- am I ever going to get a 'big girl bed' and a place to put it?
- am I every going to have adequate closet space for a woman of my age?
- what is my personal style?
- what kind of man am I attracted to? [these days the standards are getting lower and lower in my head but I have yet to vocalise that for FEAR that ninja will come knocking at my door- so not cute]
- how am I ever going to be able to pay all these bills I have and why have so many bills when there is nothing to show for it?
- what is going to happen if this whole debt ceiling is not raised next week? are the congressmen still getting paid when they are threatening Social Security Benefits & payments to families of the Armed Forces?
- How does this affect my job? Considering we deal directly with the Gvt. on this stuff + receiving payments from them to continue students enrollment in school-- what happens to those who rely on that?
- what makes me happy?
- I need to go swimming.
- I want to take an African dance class.
- Speaking of Africa, I want to go back to Ghana to see how the kids are doing there...
I need a different life.
I have been told I cannot say 'i need a life' cause I have a life, ere go I am alive and breathing and working etc etc. I suppose they are right, dead people don't do all them things.
what's a chica to do?
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