Normally I do not drink alone, however I made an exception tonight to toast a brand new week.
Monday is my day, since it is despised by the masses I claimed it for myself.
I am not going to post about last week, as the warmth of the rum fills my essence the events of the previous week fades away into a distant dream making way for a blank slate to be filled with a positive outlook on the week ahead.
Although things may seem in a state of chaos, there is always an order, a grand plan.
One just needs to sort out the shattered pieces and find the masterpiece hidden within.
Once again the past has become a part of my mantle forged into a solid badge of armor making me stronger than I was the week before.
and this chapter has not even concluded yet...
~ J
You can't do anything about the length of your life, but you can do something about its width and depth.- Shira Tehrani
No comments:
Post a Comment