Monday, the 6th
New decade! New year! New week, but the same old me.
There’s day when I love Mondays. But there’s days when I don’t really want to be Monday. Today’s the latter. And ya know, I’m sick of it… hiding.
In this new year I promise:
- to be more confident;
- to take my time for myself;
- to express my honest opinion, even though it may hurt someone (and I’m sick to hurt myself by staying silent);
- to take deep breaths;
- to go wherever I want;
- to stay positive.
In less than 5 months I’ll be turning 30. And I’m scared. I want to interact with people, but I also want to turn myself into a hermit and just listen to music and read.
My greatest wish is just to be able to breath. Please!