There is nothing quite like the feeling of doing something that you know is not going to work out even before you do it, but you decide you have to do it anyway. Today is monday. The 10th of September and I'm about to have one of those life changing moments. Its like being handcuffed to the bars of a speeding train, alone, going 200 miles and hour into what can only be the end of the road. But then why get on the damn train in the first place? Because one certain, incredibly loud, unnecessarily hopeful and unreasonably optimistic part of you holds on to all that is good and all that is kind and all that is amazing that has happened in your life and tells you that you deserve a fairytale and you can have this one, should you choose to have it.
Forgive me for being cryptic but I'm having a private moment in a very public place. I find myself looking back at my life and wondering how I got here. As a firm believer in the idea that the universe watches out for each and every one of us, and that God looks out for each of us and most importantly, that everything happens for a reason - I'm forced to resign and to step off a cliff hoping.. no, praying... that there is a lifeline at land's edge, because when the world as you know is speeding behind you and nothing but a wall of unforgiving water awaits ahead of you, you know that you have to swim harder than you have ever swam in your entire life if you want to survive, because there are no life lines when you free fall into the pacific ocean in the dead of winter with no one behind you and no one ahead of you and you are wholly responsible for your own destiny. I take this next step with pride and the confidence that no matter what I shall conduct myself with dignity and hold my head up high, like a woman who believes that she deserves good things and she is going to get them one way or another.
Forgive me for being cryptic but I'm having a private moment in a very public place. I find myself looking back at my life and wondering how I got here. As a firm believer in the idea that the universe watches out for each and every one of us, and that God looks out for each of us and most importantly, that everything happens for a reason - I'm forced to resign and to step off a cliff hoping.. no, praying... that there is a lifeline at land's edge, because when the world as you know is speeding behind you and nothing but a wall of unforgiving water awaits ahead of you, you know that you have to swim harder than you have ever swam in your entire life if you want to survive, because there are no life lines when you free fall into the pacific ocean in the dead of winter with no one behind you and no one ahead of you and you are wholly responsible for your own destiny. I take this next step with pride and the confidence that no matter what I shall conduct myself with dignity and hold my head up high, like a woman who believes that she deserves good things and she is going to get them one way or another.
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