All that racket!
Well I write you from the war zone of center st! Stupid noisy construction. Which is literally 10 feet from my window.
I'll be very happy when this is all done and the new road is sparkly fresh and black! Til then the continuous BEEP BEEP BEEP will continue.
I need to finish getting ready for work. I am ready for fall. Ready for orange leaves, ready of a chill in the air, ready for pumpkin spice lattes (which actually is aready being served at SB) and ready for quiet afternoons of peace.
I'm constantly struggling with my state of mind. If that makes sense at all. For some reason I always thought I could force myself into a happy state. I've always kind of been able to do it. You know, with the proper sunset, the right smell in the air. I could just be content and happy. To walk down the street to my bus stop and instead of thinking about getting my homework done, think about making a cup of cocua, dim the lights and read a little bit of history. Same task is getting done just looking at it from a different persective. It might be one of those "half glass full and half glass empty" moments, but I've always prefered to be half full. It's all too easy to think about how
life is falling apart at the seams, when really its not. And I never like comparing my own situation with others who are worse off. So I'll choose to just add a little creativity, use my imagination and hopefully succeed in that way. You know, make lemonade out of lemons? And also remember God's timing is perfect.
So now instead of worrying about what I wear to work, and stressing about getting stuff down. I'm just gonna go throw on some music, put some makeup on and bring a book to read at the office (which just happens to be my history).
Tata.
I'll be very happy when this is all done and the new road is sparkly fresh and black! Til then the continuous BEEP BEEP BEEP will continue.
I need to finish getting ready for work. I am ready for fall. Ready for orange leaves, ready of a chill in the air, ready for pumpkin spice lattes (which actually is aready being served at SB) and ready for quiet afternoons of peace.
I'm constantly struggling with my state of mind. If that makes sense at all. For some reason I always thought I could force myself into a happy state. I've always kind of been able to do it. You know, with the proper sunset, the right smell in the air. I could just be content and happy. To walk down the street to my bus stop and instead of thinking about getting my homework done, think about making a cup of cocua, dim the lights and read a little bit of history. Same task is getting done just looking at it from a different persective. It might be one of those "half glass full and half glass empty" moments, but I've always prefered to be half full. It's all too easy to think about how
life is falling apart at the seams, when really its not. And I never like comparing my own situation with others who are worse off. So I'll choose to just add a little creativity, use my imagination and hopefully succeed in that way. You know, make lemonade out of lemons? And also remember God's timing is perfect.
So now instead of worrying about what I wear to work, and stressing about getting stuff down. I'm just gonna go throw on some music, put some makeup on and bring a book to read at the office (which just happens to be my history).
Tata.