Destiny is a choice
I have not forgotten you, LJ and pals. I'm here again to tell a story.
This is the story of a young lady, who dreamed she was in a stock car race this afternoon, which she was only in so she could run away from a little child insisting she was its mother. She later hovered between tall buildings to escape. This is the story of a girl who woke up so closely snuggled to the man of her dreams that her ear left a print on his face as a testament to their snuggliness.
This is the story of a teacher, who just landed her first job, excitedly staying up until 2 am searching for curriculum ideas, posters, and classroom supplies. The story will later include synthetic blood and a blood spatter kit. Oh yes, but not until Chapter 2.
This is the story of the soon-to-be wife of an amazing man. A man that she is proud of, a man she can sing off-key to, dance spontaneously in the middle of a grocery store with, and dream with all day long.
Stories are supposed to end with "happily ever after". I think mine's beginning that way.
I am full of joy and love and I just want to share it with everyone I see.
This is the story of a young lady, who dreamed she was in a stock car race this afternoon, which she was only in so she could run away from a little child insisting she was its mother. She later hovered between tall buildings to escape. This is the story of a girl who woke up so closely snuggled to the man of her dreams that her ear left a print on his face as a testament to their snuggliness.
This is the story of a teacher, who just landed her first job, excitedly staying up until 2 am searching for curriculum ideas, posters, and classroom supplies. The story will later include synthetic blood and a blood spatter kit. Oh yes, but not until Chapter 2.
This is the story of the soon-to-be wife of an amazing man. A man that she is proud of, a man she can sing off-key to, dance spontaneously in the middle of a grocery store with, and dream with all day long.
Stories are supposed to end with "happily ever after". I think mine's beginning that way.
I am full of joy and love and I just want to share it with everyone I see.