One day at a time. It is impossible to live more then that. You can plan ahead, think you know what's coming next. Put it all in your calendar, write it in pen. Then BAM, things or people come along and mess it all up. Sometimes for the better.
One day at a time. Another great weekend, happier days. I am most likely not dealing with everything head-on, but she did say to take chances and be more social. I have achieved that, even spent hours with people I didn't know and struck up conversations like the old me.
One day at a time. My eyes still play tricks on me. I turn every man I possibly can into FG. His toes, his legs, his stomach, his chest, his face, his hair, his clothes. I will accidentally find one thing on a guy and let it evolve into a different person - FG. I deny it to myself, accept it for myself. I cannot figure out why I am doing this or how to stop it. I only know how to continue on after I have done it.
One day at a time.
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