Where do I start?
Is there is ever a real starting point? Seriously. At the start of a race, sure there is a starting point, but doesnt the race start long before that line? The mental preperation. The physical training. So can we ever really trace something back to the start of things? Just something to think about i guess.
Lately I have been really happy. I am not going to lie. REally happy. I love being able to wake up and know, i have the greatest friends in the world. I love waking up knowing that i could possibly meet another great person today. Like Kevyn. Waking up knowing i could meet someone like him is amazing. Waking up knowing i could be next to a guy cuddling me and making me feel special. I never knew how special waking up was until recently. Maybe it is a start to a new day, but this start took me a while to get to. 19 years. And perhaps i am still in preperation for another starting line. I Love waking up knowing i have family that loves me. I love waking up knowing i won a hott booty contest again. I love waking up, not feeling ugly. I can remember days, when going to school, feeling so ugly that i knew no one would want to talk to me unless i came up with some lie to talk about. I really love waking up. I want to go to bed, and wake up tomorrow. I want to wake up to the start of todays pre-work. I have so much to spend tomorrow. Every Second is something i want to spend, and spend it wisely. I hope you can wake up like me every morning.
Lately I have been really happy. I am not going to lie. REally happy. I love being able to wake up and know, i have the greatest friends in the world. I love waking up knowing that i could possibly meet another great person today. Like Kevyn. Waking up knowing i could meet someone like him is amazing. Waking up knowing i could be next to a guy cuddling me and making me feel special. I never knew how special waking up was until recently. Maybe it is a start to a new day, but this start took me a while to get to. 19 years. And perhaps i am still in preperation for another starting line. I Love waking up knowing i have family that loves me. I love waking up knowing i won a hott booty contest again. I love waking up, not feeling ugly. I can remember days, when going to school, feeling so ugly that i knew no one would want to talk to me unless i came up with some lie to talk about. I really love waking up. I want to go to bed, and wake up tomorrow. I want to wake up to the start of todays pre-work. I have so much to spend tomorrow. Every Second is something i want to spend, and spend it wisely. I hope you can wake up like me every morning.