Just a little something I am trying out. A little about me and my life and some of my feelings and views, and of course a little bit of the guy that makes all this possible. (psst, if you didn't already know that guys name is God).
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
In the pursuit for happiness
Waking up late is never fun, just that feeling of not knowing what is going on and being disoriented for just a moment really gets me. But it is those moments that make me feel really alive and thankful for the new day and that just makes me happy. Which brings me to my current issue, am I happy with my current situation. The reason I ask my self is because during all of my "I woke up late" confusion, I got some very impatient and upsetting texts. I really don't like it when certain people get upset with me for not answering immediately, I mean really life doesn't revolve around you and it never will!
Well that was my little rant for the day, hehe. But really, I want to figure something out for my self, I have really been noticing some things that really disturb me and make me second guess the decisions I have made. When I look back into my life they way it is now, can I really say I am happy, for the most part I can. I mean I have a beautiful daughter, I have a great family, I have a cool car (FINALLY), I have good friends, I have GOD, I am getting there in the finance game, but the thing I am missing......is love true deep love. The kind of love that completes you, the kind that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, like when you can really be yourself and know that your significant other will love you more for you being you. That deep heavy laughter that you can only share with that special some one. I thought I had this once but come to find out I never really had it, I gave my all to give it and I never got it in return....... This has taken me literally 12 hours to write and now I am tired of just thinking about it, I suppose I will just have to come back to this little love topic.
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