Somewhere along my journeys in the past dozen months or so, I lost my personality. Have you seen it? I know it used to be optimistic and worry-free, less spiteful and more spontaneous. And it used to know where it belonged. But I think it might be floating down some highway of dreams that haven't happened yet. If you see it, will you please send it my way? I'd like to see myself like I remember.*
*For my book club, I've been reading The Color Code, and these are the conclusions I've come to. Once I finish it, maybe I'll know who I am again. I hope...
3 comments:
It's still there! Don't worry!
P.S. The color code is interesting...I'm a yellow/blue.
OH and I'm reading The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society...LOVE IT!
Fautie says:
Wow.
Sounds depressing. You are young. You have so much future. Life is full of dreams, some fulfilled and some may never be. That is the way of it. And it shapes or breaks us. I like to try to think of the hymn Count Your Blessings at times. The song is a bit hokey but I like the message. Or I think about George Baily.
I find working full-time does the same thing to me. Being grown up sucks.
hah hah, word verification is "sulke"
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