Evening Thoughts
I've always wanted to create a book about my life. When I was younger, I always thought it was going to be a dark story. I imagined a movie with drama and a lot of crying. The audience watching would feel sorry for my character and have their eyes opened by the sadness which was my life.
Today it's a different story. It's one that seems to have a happy ending. The characters are strong, emotional, and persistent instead of weak, angry and jealous. My story is about change and a twist of events that have helped me reach the top of my metaphorical mountain. I'm not sure I am at the top yet, but I sure do feel like I'm on the way there.
I had dreams. I would read books and watch characters on TV whom I believed were perfect. I wanted to be them. The desperate housewives, the stepford wives, and the wives of orange county. I never in a million years dreamed I could be them. I would just stare at the TV with a feeling of melancholy hoping a miracle would take place and one day I would wake up and be able to put myself on the road that would bring me to their world. It's not like that today though. I find myself creating a character out of myself that would fit in with them. I have my own life and it's unique. I don't believe I'm anything special. I've just accepted who I am (finally).
Today it's a different story. It's one that seems to have a happy ending. The characters are strong, emotional, and persistent instead of weak, angry and jealous. My story is about change and a twist of events that have helped me reach the top of my metaphorical mountain. I'm not sure I am at the top yet, but I sure do feel like I'm on the way there.
I had dreams. I would read books and watch characters on TV whom I believed were perfect. I wanted to be them. The desperate housewives, the stepford wives, and the wives of orange county. I never in a million years dreamed I could be them. I would just stare at the TV with a feeling of melancholy hoping a miracle would take place and one day I would wake up and be able to put myself on the road that would bring me to their world. It's not like that today though. I find myself creating a character out of myself that would fit in with them. I have my own life and it's unique. I don't believe I'm anything special. I've just accepted who I am (finally).