Where wild minds come to rest
Today was bad. And when I say bad, I mean bad. After a hard day at work and sitting at home and doing nothing but watch tv, I decided to go outside to run. I am trying to live a healthier life. Nothing wrong with that, but the problem was that I brought along with me my music. I tried to convince myself that it would not be a problem, but it ended up being a major problem. I fantasized about bang a track star; turning heads. Then I fantasized about me dancing with a guy I made up. But the harsh reality is is that I'm slow as molasses and I have no boyfriend, and equally important, I can't dance worth a dime. I know it all sounds crazy, but these are strong characteristics of MD. And I hope to get better. So, I have devised a plan to have a better day tomorrow. I will come home after work, read a couple of verses, study a little, do my latch hook (similar to croqueting) and maybe clean. But I will NOT aim to be the center of attention. I thank God for the grace He has given me, and my tomorrow will be better than today. I'm sharing this information publicly because this will encourage me to carry out my plans and let yesterday's horrendous episode never rise up again.