Ok week, here I come, treat me well ok?
It's really strange to only really have 48 hrs of time to myself. Working two jobs keeps me busy. But in a way it's a blessing because I discover that I have far less time to be disatisfied.
Its like the less time I have to myself, the less I am inclined to sit and whine about not being happy. I seek happiness and joy in the moments in between, in the smiles of the people around me and the dialoge that is birthed.
I love people, I really do, and I love to love those around me. I'm just praying that my life doesn't get to the point that it leads me around and I forget to stop and smell the roses and make eye contact with a stranger.
Hello Monday, cmere, lets catch up
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And you'll find that while you're so busy working, you won't spend any $$$ filling up your bank acct.
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