a continuation ...
i can be quite obsessive. but not necessarily compulsive.
i judge people on their written or spoken grammar, spelling and punctuation. it's not a deal breaker or anything, it's just like the errors have red blinking lights and refuse to be ignored.
i didn't get that solo.
i'm okay with that. i feel like God is in control of even frivolous little things like that and He has a reason for everything.
i've turned into a little bit of a font snob.
i feel like maybe i took a wrong turn somewhere in life.
i sometimes wonder where i'd be if i had taken the right one.
i have filled the margins of my note-taking notebook at work with mini rants. rants at myself, at my boss, at life. flipping through it is like watching myself go through this journey again.
i am seriously good with kids. that sounds like bragging, but it's really true.
i'm afraid i'm failing at my job.
i think water is delicious.
i think it's really cool that my mom blogs.
i'm ridiculously interested in the entertainment world; the lives of those who put themselves on display for the rest of us to scrutinize.
i think that maybe i should have pursued writing. or teaching. or photography. i feel like it's too late.
i miss my friends who aren't friends anymore.
i wish i was braver.
i'm afraid of "what if" ... i try not to be.
i want to go stomp and splash through puddles.
i don't want to do it by myself.
i feel like i have a deep seated knowledge that, regardless of how i'm feeling right now or the way things appear, i will actually have a successful, happy life. beyond what i even imagine.
i choose to believe God put that knowledge there, and that it's not simple delusion.
i miss my daddy.
i didn't intend for this post to sound so melancholy!
3/52 in Pictures
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