Idealistic thoughts of my Utopia
The fog has started to settle in around my brain. I am tired, and my immune system is busy at my defense. In conversation with E.N., I realized that I am getting restless. With life. It is my time to move on, but I am starting to notice a bit or normalcy in my attitudes. I am starting to fear change. When did that happen?
I have always thought of myself as a free spirit, one with gypsy in her blood. Never content to stay in one place, always interested in what is unforeseen around the next corner. So why is it that I hesitated? What is so enthralling in this vast city that has made me falter? My deadline has passed, yet I make no move.
Here is where I take into consideration and put into action everything that I have learned and read about the Law of Attraction and consciousness and positive thinking. I am stating, for the record, on this day September 22, 2008, that by July 1, 2009 I will be in a new city enjoying new things. There will be no stress and no worry, as I know that this is what I am supposed to do.
This is where, under normal circumstances, I would continue to wax philosophically about my dreams, wants, desires and thoughts and how they all correlate to my present thought process of wanting to move on. Or I would talk about how I feel as if I am a wild bird that has been backed into a corner ad all I want to do is spread my wings. Usually, this is the point where that would happen, but my allergies are starting to get the upper hand.
Good night.
I have always thought of myself as a free spirit, one with gypsy in her blood. Never content to stay in one place, always interested in what is unforeseen around the next corner. So why is it that I hesitated? What is so enthralling in this vast city that has made me falter? My deadline has passed, yet I make no move.
Here is where I take into consideration and put into action everything that I have learned and read about the Law of Attraction and consciousness and positive thinking. I am stating, for the record, on this day September 22, 2008, that by July 1, 2009 I will be in a new city enjoying new things. There will be no stress and no worry, as I know that this is what I am supposed to do.
This is where, under normal circumstances, I would continue to wax philosophically about my dreams, wants, desires and thoughts and how they all correlate to my present thought process of wanting to move on. Or I would talk about how I feel as if I am a wild bird that has been backed into a corner ad all I want to do is spread my wings. Usually, this is the point where that would happen, but my allergies are starting to get the upper hand.
Good night.