...One Week Late

I created this blog to fulfill a requirement for one of my classes...one week late.
I hastily tried at the end of the semester to make the required number of blog posts to receive full credit for that class...one week late.
I turned in my Segment 1, Segment 2, Segment 3, Segment 5 and Segment 6 assignments...one week late.
I submitted my FAFSA...one week late.
I renewed my automobile registration and insurance...one week late.
I celebrated New Years on January 8th...one week late.
My friends called to wish me a Happy Birthday on October XXth...one week late.




Are you not inspired?!!

Nothing in my pocket is better than me.

I wholeheartedly believe that. ButatothertimesIreallyhavetohopethatstatementistrueandthatpeopleagree.
Hmm. Ridiculous.

I should've played Powerball.

I really should've played Powerball. I wouldn't be doing what I'm doing right now. Or would I? Is it really that stupid and naive to believe you're due for the jackpot?
I'm starting to consider exploring some different avenues in my life. Try to make things work in a different way, from a different angle. Maybe pursue more creative outlets. WHY? I don't want to do anything else. Perhaps there are areas where I'm genuinely talented but my personality won't allow me to acknowledge them. Or, maybe, I'm not that genuinely talented and don't want to be exposed to a public, ice-water bath wake up call. I could be admired. I could be panned.
Parachute jump and see where you end up. The winds may take you somewhere new and exciting.