Who knows what it is. Seems like whatever I'm doing there's always a little piece missing that's making it not as fun as it should be.
Recently it's been brought to my attention that all I do is complain, since then I'm reluctant to talk because it's true. All I ever do is whine and complain about something because I can't be happy with what I have because I'm a spoiled brat and am used to getting things my way.
I get annoyed with people easily; do people get equally as annoyed with me? I know Jessica doesn't hide it, because she shows blatant annoyance with me very, very clearly on a daily basis.
I got a fortune cookie today - "You are outgoing and optimistic." I laughed when I read it because I know I'm not. Joe said, "Maybe you should give it a try."
Of course, me being the prude I am said, "I'm too pessimistic about being optimistic."
Really? Lighten up, Blake. Good lord.
It seems to me like the past few weeks have been like a hilly countryside. With the windows down and driving through it, the fresh air whipping through your hair and nostrils causing a relaxed feeling, coupled with the uncomfortable feeling that comes with hitting bumps while driving.
A BLT without the B.
A PB&J without the J.
Cookies 'n Creme without the Cookies.
What's missing isn't gone completely, but it's existence is faint. The whole will stay together, but it won't be the same without all the ingredients.
I think it is time to give being an optimist a chance. I'm tired of looking to the past and wondering what could have been, what shouldn't have been, what if, or why. I have too many what ifs to answer, too many whys to ask, and far too many what shouldn'ts in my life to worry about them now.
Guess it's time to lighten up and leave the baggage behind. Look out world, I'm traveling light.
#NP 2PM - I'll Be Back
you better believe it. ♥
