I miss being certain
I miss feeling like it’s all worth it
I miss the girl who knew and gave 110%
Pursuing my purpose
I’m supposed to find a way —
“I always find a way!”
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I miss expanding my mind
I miss knowing what I want to find
I miss who I used to be, parts of me
Like in Gatsby, “You can’t repeat the past.”
But Fitzgerald still leaves me a gift
There will always be a green light
So long as there is
There will always be hope within sight
Spot on, again.
I find myself pining for those days (so very long ago, but shush) when I was much more certain of almost everything.
❤
Thank you for putting a big smile on my face this morning. And I’ll confess something to ya…that’s hard to do. Not a morning lark, total night owl. What about you?
Yay! I’m glad to have been able to make you smile. It makes the day go easier.
I’m a wee-hours night person who, by virtue of circumstance, is obligated to put on the mask of a morning person. I haven’t enjoyed it… ever… but — circumstance. It might explain why I’m an insomniac and never feel rested. Ever.
I can really relate to Toby Keith’s “As Good As I Once Was”. We have our peaks and valleys through life. I was once really strong. Now I’m a weakling. But I do my best with whatever strength I have. We have to push forward as best we can.
You Lil Dickens 
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