It's going to be a long day, I can feel it. Working in a place with hands on tables and feet in water, and all I have to say about it is that I will be leaving by 5 oclock on the ditty dot.
But I do have to tell you something, keys. I am ready to start a new day. It's 8 in the morning and I'm ready to begin something beautiful. Okay, so I'm a corndog. Whatever.
Yesterday was a big step, and today will be the even wider one. And I have begun to pull back my arms from their typical outstretch position. No longer will I be the one who needs the help.
I know confidence is my fault, and it's now my time to feel beautiful. Let's face it; I was blessed with a beautiful face and a beautiful life. I am appreciative. I am scared, though.
See, there's something that is going on in my life that wakes me up in the morning. It puts me to bed easier. It whispers to me when I'm sad and calms me down when I'm angry.
It tells me it loves me.
And I don't want to lose it. Because, you know. The best things in life are free. Love is the best cliche until you get your hands on it.
And something has to be said about love when I still get excited that I had a message waiting on my phone from someone who cares enough.
I know it's reading this.
I just am trying to say how I feel.
And I am so appreciative of you.
Heck. You make the sun rise into my eyes and my mind. How could I not be appreciative!?
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