So I know yesterday's post was pretty depressing. I won't go into anymore detail because, to be honest, the day just got worse from there. So I won't talk about it anymore, instead I'll talk about....PONIES and RAINBOWS and why I can't stop eating conversation hearts. Well, the last one's easy: because they sit right next to the computer and I like sugar.
But really, I don't want to dwell on the negative anymore, instead I'll go back to a simpler time. A time where you have no idea how hard life will get. A time of innocence and naivety. A time of...okay, childhood, I'm talking about being a kid. Get it? Childhood, the land of a million dreams, where nothing goes wrong, where its sunshine and roses and...Okay, I'll stop.
Things are so much easier when you're a kid! Like peeing your pants and pretending like nothing happened, like picking your nose and nobody cares, like telling someone they're ugly and not getting in a fistfight, like playing bologna darts, like spraying whipped cream right in your mouth.
Aaahhhhhhh, to be a child again...
Although I can't be a kid anymore, I can be childlike. I can look at people and see the best parts of them, I can let things go and not hold grudges, I can be forgiving and I can be lovable and kind. I CAN do those things, I really do have that option. So I'm trying, I'm trying to remember the lesson I've been taught my whole life. I'm trying to keep hold of that and not be a person I don't want to be. So I'm going to go color in some coloring books, and drink chocolate milk with a straw, and blow bubbles and laugh and be silly and dance around my living room.
RaInBOwS and pOnIeS....tra la lala la!
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