Thursday, December 3, 2009

TABASCO.

So I guess it's official. I am moving.
I am sick of talking about it, so I am just going to do it.

However, I would appreciate someone's insight on how to break this to my dad and step-mom. They are going to be the hardest ones to convince that I am not being stupid.

The day is set. Thursday, January 28th is when I will be "shipping out" and driving cross country. That will put me in NY probably in the late afternoon of Friday, January 30th.

My resolution to start a new year in a new place is only postponed by one month...and I am very very pleased with myself. I can't believe I am actually doing this. Although, this would NEVER be possible without the TREMENDOUS help from an INCREDIBLE FRIEND!!

LOVE Heather!!
http://thenheathersaid.blogspot.com

I am extremely lucky/blessed/surprised.
Sad endings really do bring happy beginnings.

I thought that when I broke off my wedding I would break down.
-It just made me stronger.

I thought when I let someone that I love/loved in again I would fall apart if he rejected me.
-It happened. It hurt, bad. But it made me wiser.

I thought if I was ever offered this kind of opportunity, I would be too afraid to JUMP!
-Boy, was I wrong.

[Yes, that is one for the history books. I admitted I was wrong.]

I am literally living life to the fullest. Before today, I really never knew what it meant to just open my wings and fly. I know it sounds corny, but I feel just like a bird about to take off.

The world is my oyster and I have a BIG bottle of Tabasco**.

(**DISCLAIMER: For those of you not from the south, Tabasco is delicious concoction of spiciness.)

Air & You.

High tide is coming in,
The walls are beginning to crumble.
Fighting to get to the surface
Is an unlikely sort of struggle.

It shouldn't be this hard
To pursue something so right.
All I want is air, and you.
Please lift me up tonight.

It is hard to comprehend
That everything is falling down.
Somehow, I am still here
Helplessly screaming-
But you don't hear a sound.

It's getting darker now.
The crashing waves are devouring my being
But I keep swimming, paddling
Striving to fight my way to the surface.

All I need is air, and you
That is all I need.
You would make this life
Feel so much more complete.

But for now I am sitting here
Surrounded by this storm,
Destined to fend for myself
Riding out this hell...alone.