i am so not charlotte
So here's a thought:
today i feel like am on the verge of getting old.
and what a thought that is!!!
a loaded one at that.
i have picked up six new books today. and i love them all.
all inspired by...danny and me.
ooo that perfect combination of... lately of restraint and cynicism.
haha. i love that.
but today i think i may be realizing more things about life than i was formerly aware of. or maybe i am just re-realizing them. in the past few weeks, i find myself constantly drifting into the memories of loves past, of days gone by, and wondering what if... what if these people were still in my life? how different would things be? how would i react is i ran into these people at this current stage in my life? would i be happy and rejoice, or would i hide behind people in the line at starbucks and be mortified?? and then i find myself realizing that in all honesty, it isn't really important to dwell in the land of "what was" and "what if". cuz after all, i'm not getting any younger, am i??
what a rude thought.
sure i miss things, events, people and feelings from my past, but the likelihood of the recurrence of them is very slim. but really now... that is perfectly fine with me. i have only one single regret in my life, and i would not have changed the way i have lived my life for anything in the world.
i'm just now waiting for my life to begin.
22 seems like the age for that.
ya know??
figure out who i am and stuff.
it feels like i am finally starting to fit in to my adult skin and and shedding my adolescence.
which is a hard concept to swallow, but it's something that can be done.
right??
and learning to concept of hard skin and no bullshit.
really.
no bullshit.
getting things done.
meeting deadlines.
making dreams come true.
cuz they don't just happen... you have to create and enforce your own dreams.
no more living is yesterday.
is this what it means to get older??
more wiser-ish?
when does a woman's biological clock start ticking???
i feel like mine is on the verge.
i just hope that i get to experience life before it ever gets that far ahead of me.
hopefully italy is the start.
falling in love.... that will just have to wait till next year.
although if truth be told.... i think my heart is holding out.
maybe i'm shedding my carrie and growing up to be a cross of miranda and samantha...
cynical + hard headed confidence = annachelle... ???
today i feel like am on the verge of getting old.
and what a thought that is!!!
a loaded one at that.
i have picked up six new books today. and i love them all.
all inspired by...danny and me.
ooo that perfect combination of... lately of restraint and cynicism.
haha. i love that.
but today i think i may be realizing more things about life than i was formerly aware of. or maybe i am just re-realizing them. in the past few weeks, i find myself constantly drifting into the memories of loves past, of days gone by, and wondering what if... what if these people were still in my life? how different would things be? how would i react is i ran into these people at this current stage in my life? would i be happy and rejoice, or would i hide behind people in the line at starbucks and be mortified?? and then i find myself realizing that in all honesty, it isn't really important to dwell in the land of "what was" and "what if". cuz after all, i'm not getting any younger, am i??
what a rude thought.
sure i miss things, events, people and feelings from my past, but the likelihood of the recurrence of them is very slim. but really now... that is perfectly fine with me. i have only one single regret in my life, and i would not have changed the way i have lived my life for anything in the world.
i'm just now waiting for my life to begin.
22 seems like the age for that.
ya know??
figure out who i am and stuff.
it feels like i am finally starting to fit in to my adult skin and and shedding my adolescence.
which is a hard concept to swallow, but it's something that can be done.
right??
and learning to concept of hard skin and no bullshit.
really.
no bullshit.
getting things done.
meeting deadlines.
making dreams come true.
cuz they don't just happen... you have to create and enforce your own dreams.
no more living is yesterday.
is this what it means to get older??
more wiser-ish?
when does a woman's biological clock start ticking???
i feel like mine is on the verge.
i just hope that i get to experience life before it ever gets that far ahead of me.
hopefully italy is the start.
falling in love.... that will just have to wait till next year.
although if truth be told.... i think my heart is holding out.
maybe i'm shedding my carrie and growing up to be a cross of miranda and samantha...
cynical + hard headed confidence = annachelle... ???