Other week means another blog. And I
thought I’d write about the future. It’s a scary word, a scary feeling. When I
was young I was asked, like most of you, “what are you gonna do in the future?”
And I would say that I was going to be a spice-girl, a designer, a spy, a
teacher, an astronaut, everything that I could think of! But now that future is
here, I have absolutely no idea what I want to be or what to do!
So miss future is a bitch, a bully, not at all what you expect it to be and you have to deal with it. Do not cry, only baby’s cry, not adults.
I go to bed every night with a knot in my stomach, thinking: tomorrow is another day that I have to think about the future. I am going to be told to find a job and been rubbed in the face that I quit school. Future is mean, not to know is a horrible feeling. Failing a test is horrible so what if I fail life. What will happen? I am afraid that I am going to fail life, that I am going to fall off a cliff into the sea and drown. So I just stay still. That way I won’t fall.
But recently I have started to take tiny steps towards the future. It makes me feel good but it also makes me cry. I just want to be a little kid for a while! Just play with my toys and don’t worry about a thing. I want to go to sleep and don’t wake up until I am ready to wake up.
So now I am living day by day, job hunting and house hunting, working on my driver’s license so I can get away. I don’t want to but I have to. Hopefully life will get easier at some point, maybe when I don’t have to go through it alone. I pray every night that life will get better so now I am going to pray some more.
Well that is enough of complaining for now. I got this of my chest and it feels a little lighter. So now I am going to watch Robin Hood and get inspired and laugh a little bit to lift my spirit. And my brother is dancing like Elvis so that also makes me laugh so don’t forget the little things that make you smile, even though you are having a bad day! Until next week, enjoy life and let go!
Elisabeth




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