I think I'm just about over rushing through my life trying to get what someone else has. Trying to feel the way I think someone else feels based on my own distant perception of their life. I'm over missing out on the me that is now in constant pursuit of happily ever after. After all, ever after is now.
I think I'm just about over allowing the media to fill my mind with sex, fear, lies and destructive gossip. It distracts me from productive, creative thought and fills my mind with clutter.
I think I'm just about over feeling guilty. Feeling guilty about everything and anything. It's draining and stressful and I'm done with it. No more giving into my inner doubts to the extent that I can't see what's real. No more giving over my power to such a wasteful emotion. Feel it, forgive...