It is a somewhat calm Sunday afternoon, Monday, looming like a mildly anticipated blind date. There are so many things to refocus my life on right now, I am truly in the sorting stage. It never ceases to amaze me how convinced others are regarding how your life should be. I am finding that the only way to survive as an individual is to know when to unload your own baggage and deflect the baggage of others, because you can be damn well sure, they are more than happy to add it to your emotional luggage cart. I am finding that for my own personal happiness, I am having to reevaluate the effect that others have on my personal well being and make sure that I have control over the one thing in this world I truly control, me.
So, here's good riddence to old tattered baggage!
So, here's good riddence to old tattered baggage!
Oh my. I almost forgot to thank you for your kind words. I really appreciate it. Thank you.
[Edited on Jun 08, 2003]