Wow.
This is the first time in a long time that I’ve sat down to write and I didn’t have a million things hanging over my head.
Tonight I went to campus and took my last final exam.
~shivering~
I’m done with my first semester of grad school.
Wow. How did I get here? Did I do okay? Will I pass on and get a masters degree? Wow. That shit sounds so foreign to me.
I know I’m of above average intelligence (maybe) but I wasn’t good at college. Memorizing and spitting back facts on a multiple choice test never was my thang. But I’m here. And I’m trying again.
And I’m feeling all emotional because it’s a brand new month and every month something BIG and SHINY and NEW happens in my life. I’m not afraid of change, I’m just nervous to see how BIG the change will be. Fuck it, I’m fearless but at the same time, I’m just…just…just hoping for some of the things I have been wishing for to come to pass.
I’d like to see my intentions manifested.
A beautiful, spacious home of my own in the Miami Shores/North Miami area so that I can have my sons back with me.
A solid, generous income generated from a creative endeavor that is flexible and allows me to use all of the skills I have developed as a writer, leader and creative genius.
My children’s father to finally be happy in his life and the evidence will be shown in the way he interacts with me.
Health insurance so that I can go to the doctor to make sure my body is okay.
The security not to have to say to my sons, “I can’t afford it.”
A really happy birthday dinner with my sons.
Happy surprises everyday.
Well…come on MAY. I’m here. I’m ready for whatever changes you have for my life.
Cheers!