sharing time.

my writing.
oh my writing.

often, i sit and re read and mull over the many words my minds sewn. the todays and tomorrows, the history of it all. spreading my opinion on matters that weigh little and assuming i have it all figured out.

i have a firm grip on this thing called life, and i've been around the block before.
this isn't my first rodeo cowboy.

some things, i suppose, i am more qualified to assess and insert my layman's opinion, than others.
failed attempts at love. qualified,
spilt families. qualified.
living in total poverty. ignorant.

i talk a good talk.
move forward.
forget your yesterdays.
stand tall.

but obviously, talk is cheap.

i have been undeniably blessed in my life. i have things some people have only dreamt of having. (besides my chisled abs and amazing bone structure of course.)
my ignorance of the needs of others, has blinded my compassion, and gratitude. i have no idea how some people endure. the difficulties they overcome EVERYDAY, are unimaginable.

i wake up every morning, to food. it is all over.
in the fridge.
in the cupboard.
in the storage room.

i have never had to go hungry.

i am able to drive a car to work.
no walking.
no bus.
no subway.

life is easy.

i have full function of my body.
no disease.
no illness.
no infirmities.

the doctor, is just a phone call away.

i am the fat kid eating a snickers in front of a homeless starving boy, and not offering a piece.
a bite.
a morsel.

I am the complainer of a runny nose, passing the woman, with breast cancer.
I am the one whining about sleeping on the floor in a house, while it snows outside.

Have you been to a grocery store lately?
did they have everything you needed?
did you have to walk there?
did you have money to use?

We live in a country of such surplus.
We have too much of everything.

Other countries are starving, and America is eating itself to death.

I am spoiled rotten, and yet my means are extremely modest compared to some, and mountains to others.

Daddy bought you a car?
i worked for mine.

Parents paying for school?
i am earning mine.

Opportunities find some, and seem to avoid others.

Is the statement, what you put in, you get out always true? In my experience...seldom so.
I'm no judge or prosecutor, but i see selfishness all around me.

I have so much, and yet i'm still wanting.
I have it so easy, and still i complain.

sometimes i wish a bag full of money would fall from the heavens, and land at my feet.
my narrow mind had come to the conclusion that this miracle, will solve all my problems.

problems?
what problems?

i may not have health insurance, but im healthy.
i may not have an Audi, but my car runs.
i may not shop at nordstroms, but i have clothes.

im starting to see in myself a heightened sense of things.
my impulsiveness has shrunk, and as such my self control has risen.

want, and need, are two VERY different things, and I'm finally starting to see that. I'm slimming down all of the surplus in my own life, and you know what?

it feels phenomenal. try it.

ladies, start with your shoes.
GO.