I'm confused. For real, for real. Usually, I'm okay with not knowing stuff because I understand that I live in a massive world full of uncertainties, but I'm tired of it.
I've been struggling recently. I try to be a positive ray of sunshine at all times, but it's getting really freaking hard. Lately, I just want to be sad and cry and let all the nasty snot run down my face without wiping. Now that's hot.
I'm trying to figure out what I want in life, but guess what? I don't know the answer. And it's eating me up inside. There's not a ton to munch on, so you can assume my body is going crazy.
This isn't like me. I don't get worked up. I always have a plan. I see the bright side...EXCEPT I CAN'T EVEN SEE ANYTHING RIGHT NOW.
Here's the thing, I'm fine. Just fine. I don't want to be just fine though. I want to be fabulous darnit!
I have so many hopes and dreams, but this funk I'm in wants to clog my brain for whatever reason. Listen, I understand my mind is a fun place to be. It's basically an amusement park 24/7 with ice cream sundaes and fast coasters, but I can't fit everyone in there.
I can't control everything, and I sure as heck don't want to, but the one thing I can control is how I act. Cue the lights, camera, action. The show begins now, folks. I'm resuming my role as the brightest ray of sunshine this planet will ever see.
This funk ends now. I'm not letting some mysterious force rule my mind. I'm Kara McKenna, darling. You messed with the wrong person.
I want to write a children's book. In fact, I WILL write a New York Time's best-selling children's book that sells millions of copies and gets turned into a major motion picture. I simply have to take the first step and start writing again (hence this post).
I'm speaking out what I want into existence. The universe is listening and it wants to work with me. We're besties.
I have a purpose, and I can't wait to turn this frown upside down and get to work. I will ask for exactly what I want, and I'm going to get it. Believe me.
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