The Summer of Delight
I have realized something: I had big expectations for this
summer. And like most of my grand expectations, life laughed at them.
Not small laughs either; giant, cough inducing, raspy,
gut-wrenching laughter.
I’ve recently decided to start laughing with life because
ultimately, I choose happiness.
I want this summer to be awesome and that requires an
awesome attitude. This attitude includes not only rejecting my old goals, but
coming up with completely new ones. That means that my dating goals have also
changed.
I no longer have expectations for Dear ol Bingley and me; instead, I’m
going with the flow. And it’s not a chilly flow either, it is a happy I-will-be-delightful-every-time-I-see-you
flow. It’s a doable goal right?
Onto my next goal. I will be nice to my ex. That’s right
little Wickham has started to make guest appearances in my life again and I
have committed myself to being delightful to him too. It can’t be that hard,
can it? Ha ha
So this summer of bliss and delight... I’m not
quite sure what that all entails, but I’m excited.
-The Blue Stocking
1 comments:
I love how you describe life laughing at you and your expectations...I can picture and hear it clearly. I hate that laugh from life. Good luck laughing with it!
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