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Ever think......
About all the time wasted along the way?
The older I get, the faster life flies by and the more I see how much more I could do with my life. I would so love to be able to escape this fog and run with the flow.
I wonder what I would do differently if I had the chance to go back and change things. I don't want to find myself in a corner, with crumbling bones wishing I had been braver.
My insides are so different to the woman the world sees. My blog person is more like the real me, not this stumbling weakling that leaves the house every day. What is it that stops the real me fighting through the village idiot that controls my body?
The older I get, the faster life flies by and the more I see how much more I could do with my life. I would so love to be able to escape this fog and run with the flow.
I wonder what I would do differently if I had the chance to go back and change things. I don't want to find myself in a corner, with crumbling bones wishing I had been braver.
My insides are so different to the woman the world sees. My blog person is more like the real me, not this stumbling weakling that leaves the house every day. What is it that stops the real me fighting through the village idiot that controls my body?
Labels: Just thinking.
posted by The other me | 6:06 pm
4 Comments:
I often wonder the same thing about myself.
Hmm, you've given me inspiration for a blog post.
If you find the answers...let me know. I feel like that at times, too.
I wonder about things like that myself.
And I love your blog person Helen. :)
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