Its been nearly a year since I took the time to write--I'm quite obviously not this type of writer. To be honest, I'm busy. And that is a colossal understatement. I also don't have the time or the patience, for that matter. Today however, I had some time to spare, or throw away rather. So here I am, listening to the beauty that emanates from the voice that is Adele. A very lovely melancholy sound--I've decided to share.
So what have I spent the better part of a year doing? Well, on February the 9th 2013, I can say proudly, that I've spent the vast majority of this past year carving a name for myself. A name for my career. A name that my peers, superiors and enemies alike are going to remember. And I must say, I think I've done an exquisite job. It was a long and toilsome road. Long hours and sleepless nights. Hopeless days, that only tears to my mother and God Himself were able to pull me through. But here I am, all the better for every ounce of pain that was making that "name". I have clawed my way to recognition. I have earned a seat among the best, the renowned, and I am proud and eager to continue now. I feel like I am on a path that will end only at success. SUCCESS. I am finally gaining a little speed in chasing my dreams. It has taken...so.. long. But here it finally is.
And that has been my year.
Moment in Time:
"Things to Do"
Danielle needs a Valentines Day gift; Mark is deployed. Valentines Day is a dreadful day to be alone on. Even more dreadful to be alone and giftless.
College. Dreams are calling, I need to finally answer.
Travis to Arizona. Again. I love that man so much.
Continue watching "Fringe". It excites my elementary imagination and makes my dreams more interesting.
Run. (Time: 3 miles: 29 minutes 50 seconds. That's not nearly fast enough.)
Yesterday, when you were sitting in the bathtub and you made Travis come up to "keep you company", he leaned against the wall and put his hands in his pockets. The look of him, his black shirt, faded torn jeans, tan skin, dark hair, brown eyes and gorgeous smile made your heart stop beating. You blushed. Four years and its not gone.
