B-O-R-E-D
Everyday I sit at the computer for 9 hours. I stare at Excel. That is my existence. (glamorous. :/)
Here it is a weekend, with all the freedom in the world, Houston is my oyster (what does that mean anyway) and I bored, and drawn to sit at the computer. Ironic.
In response to my drab mood lately I can only say this:
I am destined for something. Not sure what. But I know that mediocrity is not what my life is to be about.
And I am not full of myself, maybe a dreamer (guilty).
As of right now, my life is average... possibly a little less and hence my unsettled feelings. But it seems as though there is a whole world of average people, and some embrace it. Seen here- http://mylifeisaverage.com/index.php
Everyday I sit at the computer for 9 hours. I stare at Excel. That is my existence. (glamorous. :/)
Here it is a weekend, with all the freedom in the world, Houston is my oyster (what does that mean anyway) and I bored, and drawn to sit at the computer. Ironic.
In response to my drab mood lately I can only say this:
I am destined for something. Not sure what. But I know that mediocrity is not what my life is to be about.
And I am not full of myself, maybe a dreamer (guilty).
As of right now, my life is average... possibly a little less and hence my unsettled feelings. But it seems as though there is a whole world of average people, and some embrace it. Seen here- http://mylifeisaverage.com/index.php
MY CHOICE-
to accept a life, still worth living, just less 'special'
OR
follow my heart, where ever it takes me, as I promised myself I would at age 8 on the swing set. I said to myself, I will reach the sky, I can touch the stars with my toes...
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