Either
it’s the ‘full moon-bug’, midlife crisis, assuming my life expires at
60, or the cyclical hormonal change that bit me. Been days that my pea-sized
brain is whining about:
· a boyfriend who wouldn’t marry me until I’m 45 or menopause, whichever comes first. and oompa-loompa lumps are already showing up due to hormonal imbalance.
· deadlines way- way beyond my 9-6 Photoshop editing capacity and downloading stock photos speed.
· sole-responsibility in coming up with a stage design for a high-end event. high- what? the only ‘high’ I care about is a pair of stilettos.
· grinding the skeletons in my closet and my family’s can of worms. and;
· not having the guts to live a life that I want:
§ outside
the 9-6 comfort zone above the rate of a newly grad
§ reading romance novels all night, sleeping all day
§ laughing all day long and getting giddy about cheesy flicks – I’m a small town girl and will always be
§ designing accessories or bags or whatever Photoshop Filters free - art is all about getting your hands dirty and finger nails dirty and chipped off. the only genius in digital arts is Adobe
§ operating a B&B or a specialty store, or teaching art & crafts to kids – I’ve long given up pursuing a writing career and well, dreams change depends on what time i hit the bed or the last book i read
§ having a good sex, followed by cuddling and engaging guilt-free and blameless – no one to blame but a shelf of paperbacks... puhlezzzz
§ getting a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolate
§ a home with a chandelier, a swing under the tree near a dirt road and a river
§ wearing toffee lipstick and tank top
§ cooking
§ reading romance novels all night, sleeping all day
§ laughing all day long and getting giddy about cheesy flicks – I’m a small town girl and will always be
§ designing accessories or bags or whatever Photoshop Filters free - art is all about getting your hands dirty and finger nails dirty and chipped off. the only genius in digital arts is Adobe
§ operating a B&B or a specialty store, or teaching art & crafts to kids – I’ve long given up pursuing a writing career and well, dreams change depends on what time i hit the bed or the last book i read
§ having a good sex, followed by cuddling and engaging guilt-free and blameless – no one to blame but a shelf of paperbacks... puhlezzzz
§ getting a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolate
§ a home with a chandelier, a swing under the tree near a dirt road and a river
§ wearing toffee lipstick and tank top
§ cooking
and these my pirated DVDs can’t cure.
not that I’m complaining… really…. guess it’s really just the ‘science’ of the moon...
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